I always thought that “Someday” I would find the time I’d need,
But Someday never came about – no matter how I’d plead;
It seemed like chasing shadows, for it stayed a day ahead,
Within my sight, yet out of reach – intangible instead.
The simple pleasures I postponed, could wait, I justified,
They’ll still be there, if not today, then “Someday Soon” I lied;
An hour here, an hour there ... the time would quickly fly,
While Someday stayed ahead of me – refusing to comply.
Each morning my intentions would be promising to start,
I’d vow, “Today’s my Someday,” but my plans would fall apart;
My days would run together, and my Someday never came,
The time would pass, I’d set things back, and try to shift the blame.
Excuses? They were plentiful, I never had to pause ...
No time today, no money – every time a different cause;
The weather or the distance, even age became my plea,
I blamed them all, for I could not admit that it was me.
It seemed to go on endlessly, this ruse that I would play,
Pretending that I’d find the means or time along the way;
But somewhere down the line I learned that Someday isn’t real,
And all my good excuses lost their limited appeal.
There are no guarantees in life – no certainties professed
That good-intentioned Somedays will appear as they suggest;
One misplaced opportunity – one choice that I delayed,
Could be that chance I lost to time that cannot be replayed.
Those Somedays simply have no place upon my waiting list,
No longer will I gamble, nor assume that they exist;
“Today” is how I choose to live, and so I’ve made a vow,
I will not risk another chance ... for “Someday Soon” is “NOW”.