Hun, It's 5:01.
Yes, this mess of a day is done.
Everybody run.
Now, it's time for fun.
The sun is low in the sky.
To my work, I say bye.
I look at how beautiful it is, and I say "my oh my."
It is as sweet as a lime.
The rest of the daytime is mine all mine.
Yes, a feeling that is more than fine.
Hun, it's 5:01.
Chris, thanks for showing me this website and your poem! The end of the day is my favorite, it's the time I like to sit and write. Hun, It's 5:01 is a strong line, I like that it's repeated - it's already stuck in my head. See you soon at the station.
Dina