Susie Carder read this poem about How we push out dreams off for tomorrow with the notion of Someday Ill do... Someday Isle by Dennis Waitley Theres an Island fantasy A Someday Ill well never see When recession stops, inflation ceases Our mortgage is paid, our pay increases That Someday Ill where problems end Where every piece of mail is from a friend Where all the nations can go it alone Where we all retire at forty-one Playing backgammon in the island sun Most unhappy people look to tomorrow To erase this days hardship and sorrow They put happiness on lay-away And struggle through a blue today But happiness cannot be sought It cant be earned, it cant be bought Lifes most important revelation Is that the journey means more than the destination Happiness is where you are right now Pushing a pencil or pushing a plow Going to school or standing in line Watching and waiting, or tasting the win If you live in the past you become senile If you live in the future youre on Someday Ill The fear of results is procrastination The joy of today is a celebration You can save, you can slave, trudging mile after mile But youll never set foot on your Someday Ill When youve paid all your dues and put in your time Out of nowhere comes another Mt. Everest to climb From this day forward make it your vow Take Someday Ill and make it your now!
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 18:29:01 +0000
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