Treasure Island

Alan Bruce Thompson


Late Arrival


Even allowing for delays, the bus did not come,
I planned each step carefully, to appointment from home.

I hate to be late, and hate latecomers too,
The regular late one is dismissed without ado.

I know it’s quicker to travel by car than by bus,
But then there’s the slow lane, the parking, the fuss.

I used to allow an hour for a half-hour trip,
But delay at the destination is beyond my grip.

I should travel yesterday for a meeting tomorrow,
But to miss that too, means lost time as well as sorrow.

Work at home with internet is a theme to evoke,
But the servers overloaded and the providers gone broke.

Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2014

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