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Taking Care Of Business

by Chris Sorrenti

Time is a strange beast
In how occasionally it seems to move fast
Otherwise slow

While the hands and digits of
Any and all clocks
Move relatively at the same speed

In that it matters
When we have to be somewhere

An appointment
Deadline to be met
Otherwise it is totally meaningless

In retirement
I eat when I’m hungry
Sleep when tired

All too quickly
Or better quickly enough
Hours pass into another day another night

With lots to keep me busy
And though occasionally still get bored
Wouldn’t have it any other way

© 2014

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Author's Note: The closing poem in This, That, And A Few Other Things.

Posted on 12/28/2014
Copyright © 2021 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ken Harnisch on 12/29/14 at 07:06 PM

Past retirement age, I now work conscious of the fact I've always hated deadlines and schedules, and fearful what I'd be doing if I didn't have them to worry about. I envy you your casual acceptance of the unscheduled day, Chris and work for the day when I can join you in disregard of the clock and all its hands! Happy New Year!

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