Friday, July 1, 2016

Heading West

I'm heading west tomorrow
For a wedding Sunday eve
And very early is the hour
When I have to leave.

When I arrive, though, it will seem
Much later than it is
So by the evening I'll be like
A Coke without the fizz.

For bodies sometimes need some time
Before they can adjust
And crossing time zones may just leave
Our vigor in the dust.

Still, I will party 'til I may
Just crumble in a heap,
But on the red-eye coming home
You'll find me fast asleep.

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