Saint Procrastination Poem by Marie Chantale Tremblay
Saint Procrastination
I will salute you, Procrastination, but later,
For sloth is with me.
Blessed are your distractions, "hiding" my malaise,
I do not get my life together, in digital denial.
Saint Procrastination, mother of failure,
Keep me from succeeding,
Now and until the hour of my death.
Amen.
Well conceived and nicely brought forth in persuasive expressions with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing. Marie.
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5/2/2024 1:08:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Saint Procrastination, Mother of failure...' Here, here! - your comprehension of this matter is sterling.