5:01

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COUNTRY POEMS



            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.

          

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Dina Varsalone's picture

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