Killin' Time
Killin’ Time
Killin’ time...
Wasting time...
Whileing the
time away
postponing all til later
Best not to act in haste
see ya’ later alligator
I’ve all the time
In the world to waste
Til one day…’later’ arrived
contrite and with hat in it’s hand`
My cavalier attitude ceased to survive
Time had made me
a much different man
Grey hair...
White whiskers…
Deep creases
“Sweet Jesus!”
An old man I’d come to be
I’d always measured time
So free and easy
Spending much of my time
On poorly parsed rhyme
Til’ one day I could quite clearly see
With heartfelt surprise
“Oh no!...It’s time that is taking
...The measure of me!”...
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2017
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