Impatience

Why must I hate,
When I’m late.

It really grates,
And puts me in a dizzy state.

I must be there at eight.
Cause I have a date.

But it must be fate,
That I have too much on my plate.

Maybe one day these feelings will abate.
Until then I’m at a stalemate.

RGH
1-30-19

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