Today is nearly over,
And as I lie here thinking,
I ask myself what have I done?
I ate, I sang, I slept for some,
I laughed and joked and spoke.
But what does this leave to show?
A wasted day spent waiting,
Just waiting, for tomorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Speaking of waiting, could you check out my poems too luv? I could do with some advice :) Great (again *sigh*) my lovely - It's pure talent you've got here :) xxx