Amy Gerrard

Rookie (1963 - / St.Helens, South Lancashire, UK)

Late - Poem by Amy Gerrard

I am always late.
I don’t know why,
Just place it down to fate.
Time is just an enemy,
It can never be a mate,
Just another stressful thing,
That can never ever abate.
I have tried to make an effort,
Began a brand new slate
Oh. My God! Is that the time!
Christ, I’m always late.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2008

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