The grocery shopping is finally done,
A task to me that is not fun.
The oil's changed, my lesson's planned,
This Saturday was not that grand.
These tasks mundane, and far from great
Lead me to appreciate
The food I have and car that drives,
The chance to bless some peoples' lives.
But there is one thing on my mind,
It bothers me, that I'm not kind.
With time for everyone but me,
Nate has so much charity.
So starving for attention I,
Selfishly let time waste by.
Until the day of rest arrives,
Where we do not have separate lives.
Although I drag my feet and whine,
I am really doing fine.
Just overwhelmed with what's ahead,
I think, for me, it's time for bed.
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