Now I wake up very early.
I start my day about at six
“What time is it?” I ask aloud.
I have to go to work quite soon
I eat my wholesome breakfast and
I take my daily shower too
I beat the noisome traffic jams
In both directions day and night.
Each day I follow this routine.
I have it memorized by now
I pray my daily Rosary.
The beads are getting old and worn
I have a nice hobby or two
To fill the time when I’m alone
Someday I shall pass on, my friends.
No one will know that I have come
Here’s my very first ever attempt at a SYNCHRONICITY POEM for Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie’s Saturday Mix.