The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 75 Poem by Flying Lemming

Almost is a word that hounds my life its true
I almost get to something but don’t make it right through
I almost win competitions, I almost am on time
Almost get inside while the weather is still fine
But always get rained on just a few steps from my door
I almost manage to not dropp my dinner on the floor
I walk for miles to see a sight and when I'm almost there
I find a gate or wall blocks me, it all seems quite unfair
74 wins the raffle while my ticket is 73
The special prize always goes to the person next to me
The best seat at the show is the one just on my right
But mine has a pillar or hairdo filling up my sight
This always used to bother me until the day arrived
When I was almost run over, that day ‘almost’ meant I survived