I looked outside.
It is pitch dark.
What time is it?
Did we eat dinner yet?
I just cannot figure out how it makes any sense
To have Daylight Savings Time
For seven months or so out of the year.
Then snatch it away
And get it all tangled up!
Only to repeat the entire process in reverse.
Reminds me of my grandmother.
Whenever someone complained
About something being too short,
She would always say,
“Cut 3 inches off the top and sew it on the bottom!”
Now…substitute hours for inches.
See what I mean?
So…if we have 9 hours of daylight,
How are we getting any more
If we make it one hour earlier in the day?
And 1 hour earlier in the night?
Still, the little girl within, continues to ask,
“What time is it, Mom?”
“What time is it REALLY, Mom?”
No one has ever yet
Given me a satisfactory answer,
About why we try to juggle time!