Daylight Savings Time

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How wonderful to wake up today and find ourselves in possession of an entire extra hour to use as we please!

And how bittersweet this time of year is. The autumn air and fall foliage are such a welcome change — yet we have fewer hours of daylight in which to enjoy them.

Today, in spite of having 60 more minutes to compose a new poem of my own, I’m instead bringing you a lovely little verse by Pulitzer Prize winner Phyllis McGinley.  And now I’m off to relish my remaining 45 minutes…

DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME

In spring when maple buds are red,
We turn the clock an hour ahead;
Which means, each April that arrives,
We lose an hour out of our lives.

Who cares? When autumn birds in flocks
Fly southward, back we turn the clocks,
And so regain a lovely thing
That missing hour we lost in spring.

 — Phyllis McGinley
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