A poem

Why, on this summer walk
did I have to find
a color leaf.

Seeing that
I lost my hold
on time.

Rats. I type up something before and accidently hit the X instead of the square.So here I am, working because somebody goof up the scedule and didn't have enough sense to change it. There is talk of giving us the Fri off after Thanksgiving. But I think it's just talk.Would been nice to have it off. Could have work on some poems. I have been feeling low because of them. Have been feeling unsure about them. I know they are not perfect and I want them to be. Maybe I would have been better off not to get involve with online journal thing. but I can't change time,and I do have a few readers who would miss me.Depsite all that, somehow I mange write three poems over the weekend. I didn't expect that. Wrote one that really starnge but good.See how it goes for the rest of the week.