It’s 10 to 4 and almost time to go
10 minutes away from the home time door.
Tick tock tick tock I am counting down.
The Friday feel, to smile from frown.
The clock is passing, what shall I do?
5 minutes more and no more blue.
It’s getting closer and closer still,
3 minutes left and time to kill.
Almost here, with moments to go
1 minute now, before the home time door.
This poem has taken 10 minutes of time.
And I’ve killed and filled by penning rhyme.
Bye bye, now its 4
At the end of this sentence
I’m through the door 🚪
One thought on “Home time”
I note from the poet.
This poem doesn’t work if you finish at 5.