I pull out my pen and the day has begun

Scribbling down all the things to get done

Stick to the schedule- there no room for fun

I can’t hang out,

I have errands to run!

I think back to summer, and what did I do?

What are the memories I often run to?

I try to remember, but all that comes out

Are self-disciplined chores and running about.

To do lists- so practical,

To do lists- how responsible.

But will I remember 20 years down

Picking up groceries up and down town?

Or will I think back to

living spontaneously-

Taking time for people from diapers to dentures

And actively dancing through life’s great adventures