WATCHING MY WATCH

Some folks are timely  —
almost worship punctuality.
And that bodes well for them —
mostly.

 

Some folks are not –.
have trouble
getting their acts together.

 

Those who always
arrive at the appointed minute
can’t always understand
the slow motions of
their fellow man
and are impatient
and sometimes quite judgmental.

 

And those not too clock minded
are often those
who take the time
to stop and  smell the roses.

 

I’m the kind of man
whose parents tied
a clock around my neck
then set me free.

 

It’s been difficult for me
to smell the roses
but I keep on trying.

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