A Poem About Plans

A Poem About Plans

Yesterday with the mail, it came

A parcel of shining gold

And within the parcel, pages white

Dates for me to yet behold

For time in the future

A calendar! Empty and vast

The plans to be writ in ink

And to fill it is today’s task

So I know when to think

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