ponder

I will not waste this precious time
wondering why my love won’t rhyme
or of dreams that do recede
like the tide on this vast sea

I will not ponder what to do
about a love that leaves me blue
plenty of time for that at home
when at night I lay alone

I will not squander hours here
it goes too fast then disappears
instead, I’ll enjoy this solitude
deciding later what to do about you