Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Laugh, Love, Dance

The tasks at hand are rarely done,
As when you do complete 'em,
You then get handed even more,
And then you must defeat 'em.

Recurring tasks, they never end,
And when they come, they come.
They're always there, so don't pretend
That away them you run from.

But there's hope, or so I hope,
That there will be a cease of tasks,
And then you and I will finally
Get a chance to relax.

In the meantime, though,
Let's take every chance
We have to spend time with one another,
To laugh, love, and dance.

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