Sinks In and Is Saturated

Sinks In and Is Saturated There must be something about belated Which is related to how long you waited Then when death at door does its thing People become upset and tears does bring. Performances are from beginning to end Unless some other thing you did intend Can a cookie like a heart seem so contrite? Just as soon as you took a single bite. When warm weather what about big breezes? Thermometer inches up and heat increases And a phenomenon occurs which is grand We now live in a more comfortable land. There are in's and out's and up's and down's And forms of glory wearing many crowns Before my poem sinks in and is saturated Read many times unless highly educated. James Thomas Horn, Terired Veteran