Today I wore my purple shirt
or maybe it was plum on Saturday
I don’t know, it’s cotton and comfortable
the sleeves are extra long
it’s just the right amount of warm
Today, there seems to be an amazing
amount of softly hushed gray outside
there are puffy white clouds
drifting at a nice pace across the sky
there is the occasional bright patch
always off in the distance so you never
see the blue sky you’re expecting
Today, all I possess seems to be in shadow
those fleeting sunny moments
never venturing close enough
to kiss my stuff or hold me close
no spotlight on me which is just as well
I’ve no desire for the attention
Today they seized control of time
with the power to make us change our clocks
stealing an hour like we were wrong
to want that early morning sun
so who can blame today for being gray
in my own purplish sort of way
a promised extra hour of evening light
means nothing to me on this overcast eventide.
Judith A. Sears
©03/10/2019
It’s funny, I’m not a rebellious sort of person but I would champion the cause of never having to change our clocks again.
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