We Missed The Gun Poem by Cindy H

Here's the rising sun...
Wait the days now done.

We missed the gun...
Didn't know to run.

Didn't know which way to go.
Is it the beginning or the end of the show?

Life is reeling,
Ever healing from this feeling.

What's done is done
The song's just begun

Which way to run
When you hear the shot gun

Up or down
Or all around

Mixed up backwards it's all fun
Sitting out in the hot sun

Running faster than before
Now we're headed to the floor

One more drink and then we're done
Still sitting here waitin' for the startin' gun

Now this rhyme is finally done
Still No one told you when to run

Get off your butt and start the day
Then go relax on a pile of hay