I meant to do my work today

 

But a brown bird sang in the apple tree

 

A butterfly flitted across the field

 

And all the leaves were calling me.

 

The buttercups nodded their shining heads, greeting the bees who came to call

 

And I asked a lizard the time of day, as he sunned himself on the moss-grown wall.

 

The wind went sighing over the land, tossing the grasses to and fro

 

A rainbow held out its shining hand

 

So what could I do

 

But laugh, and go.

–I Meant to Do My Work Today
by Richard Le Gallienne (1866-1947)

 

 

 

 

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