Gershon Wolf Poet Narrative

Anxious Kate

Anxious Kate
  could never be late

Up at 3:30 
  she began to worry

Got to work two hours early
  sat around growing surly

Kate's morning dragged on
  with many a yawn

By lunch break
  her hands would shake

Her afternoon seemed long
  she'd do everything wrong

The last hour Kate skipped
  and she got pink-slipped

Plunged into depression deep
  Poor Kate couldn't sleep

She couldn't get up early
  which really had her worried

She became intent on taking her life
  but couldn't find a suitable knife

So, she wended her way to Canterbury, dressed as a pilgrim
  where she met a dashing Londoner by the name of William...

Here's hoping this tale has filled your void
  next installment you'll find in any tabloid

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Shirley Hawkins May 7, 2021 at 11:49 PM She was fated to meet to meet this Knight.... Gershon Wolf May 8, 2021 at 8:56 PM Absolutely her destiny. Glad she found it! ) gw

Regina Mcintosh May 6, 2021 at 11:25 AM A adorable write, Gershon... I look forward to your tabloid. God bless you. Love in Christ, Gina

Judy Ball May 6, 2021 at 10:49 AM Loved this Gershon. It gave me my giggle for the day. God Bless, JB Gershon Wolf May 7, 2021 at 11:18 AM Glad to hear about giggles, Judy. Happy weekend, gw

Caren Krutsinger May 6, 2021 at 4:07 AM An unexpected but pleasant surprise "So, she wended her way to Canterbury, dressed as a pilgrim where she met a dashing Londoner by the name of William.."