Day's End...

But sometimes I don't want the day to end.
Even when I am beyond tired.
There just seems to be so much
I still want to do,
that I still want to say...


Sometimes I wish, I wish, I wish
I could make the day go forever
just so I could do 
all the many, many things
that I want to do.


I wanted to draw today--
but then, I wanted to write too--
but I needed to work
needed to get so many things done
that I know I should do...
the wants had to wait
and now
my time is done.
Damn.
Oh well...
tomorrow 
is another day.
But
What am I going to do
when all of my days end?
I mean--
what will happen
to all these things
I so very much want to do--
when I am no longer here?
Will they just become phantom
thoughts
of what might have been?


I don't want the day to end.
Not yet.
I was just getting ready
for it to begin.


Damn.
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