Early

I’d rather be two hours early
Than a minute late.
If there’s some waiting to be done,
Then I’m the one who’ll wait.

I never mind the down time –
I can read or browse or write.
At least I am relaxed and thus,
Anxiety can’t bite.

I never asked my mother,
So I don’t have a clue,
If I arrived into the world
The date that I was due.

But I suspect, and there’s no way
To really know for sure,
No matter what my due date was,
I must have come before!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Pettit Avatar
April 4, 2012 at 11:23 PM
This poem accurately describes a woman I came close to marrying years ago. She was always early for everything. Good write.
Dietrich Avatar
April 4, 2012 at 10:28 PM
You are SO good at these witty writes, Ilene. I enjoyed this muchly. I , on the other hand, am the one who is always a minute late whether I want to be or not!!!
Campi Avatar
April 4, 2012 at 11:41 AM
I like this poem. I am always early myself; I think that people who are always late are rude and selfish. That may be just me. Anyway thanks again for reading my work.The poem "grief" was written years ago. That has all now gone past. Take care, Jancarl
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