Sprang Forward
I sprang forward & forgot to write this poem
lost an hour but gained a Facetime lovefest with a dearly missed friend
ate lunch: leftover Chinese food & scrambled eggs
a devoured Cadbury creme egg
& sitting to begin work I realize this poem still needed to be written
all hail the things we forget but then remember
…and now I get to work on an important secret…
Happy Sunday!
