Daylight Saving Time – A Bad Poem

The only good thing about daylight saving time, as I figure it, is this:
at 6:18 am, on Saturday, March 21, 2009,
it is still dark enough outside for me to believe that sleep will return
before the sun rises and its insistent rays prod me to give up my hope
for just a few more minutes of rest.
I am not ready to face the day and its demands,
and so, for once, I am happy with this man-made abomination.

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One thought on “Daylight Saving Time – A Bad Poem

  1. You perfectly expressed my feelings this morning when the early morning sun awakened me before I was ready. But thank you, God for these days of wonderful Spring sunshine.

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