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Thursday, April 16, 2015

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 16


As April approaches
On the dark horizon
A gift is presented
To see us through summer

The gift of Time Travel
Is ours for the taking
A concept we all grasp
In both hands each year

In the space of an hour
In a time without space
While we’re in our beds sleeping
It creeps up behind us

We all become caught up
In this phenomenon’s spell
That lights up the darkness
And warms our cold hearts

Till the curse of October
That’s uttered in Greenwich
Returns us to mean time
Which means long dark cold nights


  1. Mean time in both senses of the word. Playing with time to suit just a few industries seems absurd while farmers rise as normal as animals don't wear watches.

  2. We could all do with a little time warp, occasionally... :-)