Soon
“Soon”, I said, knowing probably never;
“Maybe later, after it’s way better weather”.
“Stop bugging me - I said, soon,” are the words I repeated,
“After you give me the five minutes of peace that I’ve needed!”
Not one minute passes and they’re asking again,
“Ask one more time and it’s never, my friend!”
I should never have mentioned the possibility,
That all of the kids could someday go there with me.
“I don’t know how soon soon is – it might be today;
It could be in a month or a good year away.”
“But one thing is sure, it will never arrive,
If you keep on pestering - on that, please rely.”
“So think of something else that all of you can do
Instead of asking that stupid question every minute or two.”
“As soon as soon finally gets here I’ll let you all know
And no sooner than that will be the day that we go.”
“So that word you keep asking, which I will not repeat,
Won’t get soon here sooner – so the ask, please delete.”
They walked away sad, with a slink and a mope,
But without asking again – for an entire day, I can hope.
And as soon as they give up on it ever arriving -
Soon will arrive and there we’ll be driving.
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