I meant to do my work today...
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree.
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
Tossing the grasses to and fro,
And a rainbow held out its shining hand...
So what could I do but laugh and go?

I MEANT TO DO MY WORK TODAY By Richard Le Gallienne