Well, well, well, hour 24.
I hadn’t thought of what
to write. I had no plans
for 24.
I didn’t know if I’d use
any poetic devices.
I didn’t know how I
would form my prose.
I just wanted to
celebrate as I wrote
this poem. But alas
my mothers not feeling
well, as I key in 24.
I’m waiting on the EMS
to take her for a ride
she’ll go to the ER and
they will get her right.
so, celebrate you all
I am proud of you
you made all the way to
hour #24.
God Bless you…