(Cadance Borrowed from “Oh, The Places You’ll Go” Dr. Seuss)
Spring is arriving
The clocks, change them back!
Lose one hour of shut-eye
Squint-eyed on our backs.
Change the clock on the stove
Change the clock, microwaving
Change the clock on the mantle,
Changing clocks, you’ll be slaving.
On your own, you. Go quick or go slow
Directions without, it’s a yes or a no.
Now sun on the street, shines at 6AM
You check this clock and that
Trying not to forget ’em.
On your own, you. You go quick or go slow
Directions without, it’s a yes or a no.
With the speed of a youngster
To this room and that,
You flit here and there
Time not for chit-chat.
And you may not find any
In some certain rooms,
No clocks in the shower
Nor next to perfume
Time speeds away on this very bright morn,
What was 7 is now 8
It makes you forlorn.
Not very hungry for lunch you now feel
Because noon was eleven
Yesterday, Making you squeel.
The day is off kilter,
It brings up a frown,
You feel sort of angry,
A little bit down.
But finally, each clock,
On this race-away day,
Is now showing time right,
Or that’s what they say.
You sit down and ponder
Smiling broad and sincere,
You did it, you did it,
Without any fear.
No directions were needed
To set your world straight.
When Six became seven
And seven became eight.
You don’t lapse behind,
You’re right on the money,
What?
It’s bedtime already?
Time change is quite funny.
To bed in the twilight
That used to be seven,
Now eight and fifteen,
My brain says, “Oh Heaven’s”
Where are my glasses
A book I will read,
Time slow as molasses.
Changing the clocks,
A simple task, not,
Thanks for listening to my tale
I thank you, a lot.
Thank you, Dr. Seuss, for introducing me to words and helping me learn to read. J