Thursday, February 19, 2009

Another Poem

Thought I'd share this poem with you. I wrote it while driving to TOPS this morning. I had to remember, more or less, 3 verses, then get them on paper as soon as possible, then I added the 3rd verse in. I read it at the meeting and got several requests for a copy of it. I guess that means they liked it, lol.

Tardy

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I was born time challenged

I’ve been like this all my life.

I must admit this condition

Has caused its share of strife.

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Some people have decided

I’m late just to made them mad!

That they choose to make it personal

I think is very sad.

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I try to be on time most days

Though the clock it plays this game.

When I look at it there’s loads of time,

Then POOF!!! I’m late again!

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I must admit the mornings

Are the hardest time for me.

It’s hard to get up at 7 o’clock

When you went to bed at 3.

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Alice Price

February 19, 2009.

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2 comments:

Nessa said...

Very good and a humorous way to look at it.

I am always late because I can always find one more thing I want to do.

Connie said...

Fun poem! I can sure relate to that staying up too late and not wanting to get up in the morning. :)