Saving Daylight
I guess it is almost that time of year
When we head to our clocks and move the gear.
In the spring it is forward we will hear
And I will lose an hour of sleep I fear.
In the fall it's set them back an hour
To give us more sun to devour.
They call this Daylight Savings Time
Yet do we ever really save a dime?
Better use of daylight they say
Yet at the office till dark I stay.
Saving daylight for some it may be
Saving daylight for me I don’t see.
Copyright © Janet Eaton | Year Posted 2015
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