Wicked Witch of Time

Once upon a time Present became past Engaging in your rhyme You forgot, it wouldn’t last You abruptly awoke From an afternoon slumber Equivalent abode Different postal number You couldn’t hear the sizzle Of a simmering, dinner pot Nor was there a whistle To say the tea was hot Mother wasn’t dancing She wasn’t there at all The silence was baffling As you stumbled down the hall Your lightbulb had been changed As you knew it would, some day But the timing felt so strange Recalling so much gray At the drop of a hat, just like that Your story was Chrystal clear You worried over tit for tat Though, time, you should have feared