calm

Late

I woke up thirty minutes late

There was no time for the usual routine

I brushed my teeth, but skipped the shower

I munched a handful of coffee beans,

But didn’t have the time to enjoy a brewed cup

I dressed in the same clothes from yesterday

I grabbed my small travel pack,

Which housed only the previous day’s contents,

And at this moment, I couldn’t tell you what they were

I flashed one last lap throughout the house,

Grabbing my keys, but no hat or glasses

I had a place to be,

But waking up thirty minutes late,

Severely limited my chances of making it on time

I left my house without locking the door,

Or shutting the garage tight

I peddled as fast as I could

My destination lying two and a half miles away,

But waking up thirty minutes late,

I was mortally behind

So, by the time I arrived,

The Sun I was hoping to greet upon arrival,

Was ahead of this day’s schedule

It wasn’t to be

No magical sunrise for this sod

Ah, alright

It was still a pretty morning

Soft autumn dawn

I woke up thirty minutes late,

And missed the only chance I’d have for this all day long

But it’s all good in the end

It actually works out well

It serves as a good excuse

To try it again,

And get it right tomorrow

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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