Spring forward
To save an hour of daylight.
Put it in the bank
Until the dark of winter.
Fall back
Into the evening gloom.
Open the vault
To lengthen the days.
Of sunlight and illusion.
Evening hours borrowed from morning,
And then returned.
No hour gained,
No hour lost.
Each day still with twenty-four
To run it's course.
Minds are easily deceived,
But you can't fool Mother Nature.
Poem © 2013 by Kathryn Page Camp
Spring picture © 2011 by Kathryn Page Camp
Fall picture © 2012 by Kathryn Page Camp
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