Saturday
I woke up this morning
Before the rooster started crowing
Without even knowing
What the day held out for me
Turning on the lamplight
Wiping sleep from my eyes
Waving my bed goodbye
As the floor reached for my feet
Two or three cups of coffee
I'm thinking ought to do me
Right about now justly
As I ready myself to leave
With the keys in my left hand
The right attitude of yes I can
Take this world on like a man
Just you wait and see
I bring with me my "A" game
It's a lot like "B" but less lame
Otherwise they'd both be the same
Which doesn't make sense to me
I stumble out to my car
As I no longer walk that far
Used to but not anymore
The age of modern day conveniency
Into traffic I merge
Under other drivers select verbs
Most of them 4 letter words
That cause my ears to bleed
Make it to the job on time
Earlier than expected I find
Somewhere along the way lost my mind
As it is Saturday
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2017
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