For some reason time is on my mind this morning. I dreamed about ticking clocks last night. Great big ones that all had different times on them. Some were still ticking, some had stopped. I wrote a poem about it
Roses on a wristwatch
Sixty seconds around the clock
Moments are passing by
Tick tock, tick tock
Moments to laugh, moments to cry
We say if flew or that the day is too long
We wish for more of it
We always need more when something is wrong
What you’ve been given is all you will get
Mother Nature is a tricky woman. She can change her mind about what type of weather she wants you to have at the drop of a hat. I like to think when she’s happy is when spring actually begins and things start blooming. The last two days of March the weather had started to warm up. It was beginning to finally look like spring was starting. Then Mother Nature was like “April fools everybody!!! Have some snow!!!” It was literally in the high 50’s the night before. My theory is that she and Father Time got into some kind of argument and he upset her and we got snow as a result of their argument.
I bet they argued about what time spring should start. Father Time probably said something along the lines of “Dearest Mother don’t you think it might be time to start warming up for the flowers to start blooming?” Then Mother Nature was like “Actually I think it’s time to play a practical joke and bring snow back” Father Time said it didn’t sound funny. Mother Nature got upset and gave snow to us anyway to prove the point that she can do what she wants to.
For today’s prompt of tardy the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland comes to mind. He’s always very very late for an important date despite having a pocket watch. I wrote a haiku about it
Pocket Watch
Oh Dear I am late
Very late I must make haste
Running very late
Winter Fox 