They say this day is a time for rest.
Look, every moment finds me working.
I have my daily tasks all planned.

Recently I had a long moment of slack.
I searched my list for another project.

When the sun is high I smile.
But, it doesn’t guide me for I stay inside.
Then I see the moon rise in the East.
Its cold glow lights my desk at night.

My friends worry as I work every day.
They know my nights are long.

I don’t know why I must slow down.
See, time has begun to slip away.
I start once more and my day is full again.
Yes, I have failed to rest one more day.

W. Wayne B.
December 25, 2011