The Daily Haiku for April 17. There are no mornings
There are no mornings
left for all we want to do.
What took us so long?
Sometimes we have this need to do something. To change things. To dare to do it. So many plans. So much yearning.
And yet we wait. We stay the same. We close the window and look inside and say "well, maybe tomorrow". Until there are no mornings left, for all the stuff you want to do.
What are you waiting for?