"Alarming Reaction" |
"Alarming Reaction" |
Rainy days are sleepy days, when sunshine hides her face, beyond the cover of the clouds, and counts it no disgrace. "So, shall I sleep, or shall I wake?" The question is so grave. "Give me just one moment more, as I that last dream save." "Now where was I amidst that dream?" The wonder of it bliss I had rescued a fair princess, about to give a kiss! "Oh, curse you clock, and all that noise!" My smile turns to a frown. "Can't you see, I'm out right now?" I'll push that button down Have I done this once before? My memory is hazy. Have I pushed it once... or twice? The question drives me crazy! I must be up at six o'clock" or else my duty shirk. I'll take a squint with just one eye and not be late for work. "So which eye shall it be?" I say, "to let in all that light... the left one near the pillow, or shall it be the right?" "Or shall it be a little each, to keep my mind in balance?" Waking bright and fresh each day is not among my talents! "Oh clock, you wretched fiend! It's nine o'clock, I see! As time kept passing right along, you have not wakened me!" "So now I'm late for work again, but this time you're to blame! I only pushed that button once before my waking came!" |
I have no time to shower now; or taste a bite to eat, but just to get some clothes on, and shoes upon my feet. Now out the door into the drizzle, wretched falling rain; and race to work to save my job, my head is throbbing pain! "I'm sorry that I'm late again," I hear myself to say. "I'll buy a new alarm clock; and do it yet today." So after work I make the trip to the local store, to buy a new alarm clock, for I need nothing more. Two items yet I buy' as I go out the door; one, a new alarm clock, but then just one thing more. "Oh 'Wretched One', I'm home again, with a surprise," I say, "I bought a new alarm clock, I'm throwing you away!" "But first I have a special treat, a gift that justly fits!" I drew a hammer from the bag, and smashed that clock to bits! Alas! The irony of it all; It seems like such a crock! amidst the many pieces, It still says nine o'clock! So as I picked up pieces, and reach to pull the plug... It was not in the wall at all, but lay upon the rug! Steve Hodgin Copyright 1999 |
