growing up every thing was late parents waited until thirty-two to adopt the infant with the big blue eyes starring at them from then on it seems we were always late
leaving our excuses in the offering plate or even earlier in the holy water it didn’t bother them they were used to it as they left excuses in their footprints on the way to school in the parking lot at soccer practice it
was just normal thought nothing of it as they bought our christmas tree on christmas eve’s eve getting rid of it in exchange for when four-leaf clovers came good day easter savior april fools
we were late again. but then again it’s only time.
nowadays adulthood everything seems earlier happening before it should got pregnant before marriage had to install a dvd in the van due to us arriving earlier than planned always there to help set up help out clothes still damp from the dryer premature warnings (bzzz)
putting our excuses in times doubts realities were the future holding a late past whipped in the principles office tardy slip-fearing b.y.o.b. but, the party was there and the bathrooms weren’t even cleaned we get
our christmas tree while we still have left-over turkey for Christ’s birthday new years resolutions already made before we unwrap gifts the only one out of our friends with kids and responsibilities no fooling we always get the worm
we’re always early. but then again it’s only time.