Saving Daylight
I refuse to waste a second.
Since February 2nd
The groundhog stayed inside
didn't even stick out his behind.
What's does this mean?
it's feels like the leaves on trees will be green,
my manicured lawn will never be seen.
When will there be,
a spring in my step.
A Cool summer breeze
how quick you forget.
Time moves back a minute
brings us closer to death.
Breath after breath
let the sunshine help see what's coming next.
Bring the hour back day light savings time.
Copyright © Jerry Swana | Year Posted 2015
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