to discover for yourself
is usually best
to hear it told
one does not believe it
there was one girl
a friend of mine
always and ever
she knew the time
when we were kids
i somehow found out
time was one thing
she knew about
she knew the moment
to start for school
how long the chicken baked
and when to remove the cookies from the oven
she looked quite ordinary
as appearances count
her grades were just average
so teachers did not suspect
never tardy for a class
nor late for supper
or tuned in late for a favorite tv show
she ran the clock for high school basketballs games
if she rose before the end of class
then the bell was off
she woke precisely at six
without alarm or other tricks
she knew the time
when to shower
and the hour when to dine
the minute too soon
and the second too late
remember the time we did that?
"yes, 9:15 in fact!"
when she was grown
and on her own
many were the hours
she spent alone
for appointments she was never late
she knew each minute
and the seconds in it
a gift or a curse
for better or for worse
new year's eve when others
watched the times square ball
she didn't have to look at all
alas she died at 32
yet still i'm sure she knew ahead
at which hour they would find her dead
Thursday, June 05, 2008
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