A full moon lights up out valley and Halloween is just around the corner...The trees have shed their leaves and the colors are fading, snow covers the ground...With winter approaching we must change our clocks, i'm hoping that someday this nonsense with stop...In November of 2011, I wrote this silly little poem, and sadly it is still the norm!..Wishing all a happy Sunday...Hugs To All...OWAV:)
CHANGING TIMES
Sunlight
Moonlight
Daylight
Who was so bright?
Lose an hour here
Gain an hour there
Change clocks everywhere
Is it more than I can bear?
Spring them forward
Fall them back
Oh no I’m all out of whack
Is someone keeping track?
One clock
Two clocks
Forty-seven clocks
Is there no more tick tock?
There was a time when
We had Grandfather clocks
Cuckoo clocks
Mantle clocks
Sundials, are they long gone?
Now we have blinking lights
Saying change me, no me
Like spoiled children
Are they begging for attention?
We have Clocks on the microwave & range
Clocks on the coffee pot & computer
Clocks on the TV and telephone,
Should I keep going on and on?
Our life is ruled, lest we forget
Not by the sunrise or sunset
The simple time of daylight to dark
As nature intended
Is it now but a lark?
More time squandered
Less time saved
As twice a year
Our clocks are changed
Do we all believe our daylight is more
As we bank it in the spring
Then come fall it’s out the door
Please, please let us stop this foolishness
For now and evermore.
What a great poem! Yes there are still mantle clocks ticking away and bonging on the hour and the half hour. Mine is from my great grandmother that made it around the cape to San Francisco to the Sierra Nevada mountains and now to Oregon’s high desert. It loses a half hour every 24. Pretty good for a 125 + year old clock. Pat B
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