Late
Lately, I've been late,
hard to get to every important date...
missed some on my plate.
Must be my gait.
Thought retirement would give me time,
to do the things that make me rhyme.
But I find those things have to wait,
postponed for some other slate.
It's not that I ‘m slowing down,
although my help has grown a frown.
It's just there's so much to do,
and a lot of time wasters, too.
So, the hurrieder I go,
the behinder I get.
But I'm changing up fast,
and might get there yet.
On the other hand,
(and I do have one...;-)),
maybe I'll just slow down early,
and make that a good bet.
At the end of my toiling,
will give up on all of it anyway,
drink a toast to the god of late,
and coast on through the fall.
Damn! I think I missed Halloween!
Copyright 2014 © Ronald W. Hull
10/23/14
Chip B.
Mary
Regis
hug
kathy
to do the things that make me rhyme.
But I find those things have to wait,
postponed for some other slate.
I thought the same, but how wrong I was. I just traded one job for another - pet rescue - and it sadly never ends.
Excellent piece!
regards
TJ
But don't despair and...while experiencing time
pressure...remember
"It is never too late to be what you might have
been". - George Eliot.
By the way, the word late's the most popular word
used in many conversations taking place this week's
celebration...as many seem to have somebody "late"
to remember on 1st November All Saints event.
Enjoyed your poem, Ronald.
Halloween is candy time; can't miss that.
Nice poem Ronald.
with a face like a gorilla?!
OK, that's a bit cruel. You look
more like Cheetah... :)
Funny poem, Ron.
Love ya!
Jane
Cool write.
Michael D.