Retirement is not without Hassle: To-Do List #356

I found a poem that I started many years ago that was never finished until today. Perhaps, I’ve just had too many things on my retirement To-Do list?

My “To-Do” List,
Has done me in.
Too much for me,
I need a twin.

All those To-Dos,
Plus, the bucket list.
Places to go,
Things that I’ve missed.

I haven’t done this,
Should have done that.
Might have gone there,
Instead, I just sat.

Babe do this,
Sweetie do that.
The Honey-Do list,
Is also too fat.

Much too long,
Can’t do this alone.
Perhaps, I can make,
Myself a clone.

It’s all my fault,
For saying “I do.”
Can we go back,
And start anew?

Don’t want more to do,
Just want to have fun.
Don’t want to be doing,
Just want to be done.

.
List upon list,
Line after line.
Do I do yours?
Or start on mine?

Busting at the seams,
Ready to pop.
Don’t add on,
Please just stop.

So much To-Do,
Once I’ve begun.
Took too little action,
Not much Ta-Done.

Wish I Could,
Make it all disappear.
Cross it all off,
And shout “Ta Da.”

There seems no more,
Left here to write.
I’m finally done?
That can’t be right?