Make Haste, make haste…

Snail

Make haste, make haste!

Grandma kept saying.

A stitch in time saves nine!

She reiterated.

And I kept ignoring,

Not trying to understand.

Her imploring words to make haste,

Were but a sign.

Now I understand,

Quite literally, I say.

That little hole in my pants,

Just turned into one major tear.

I now need fifty stitches plus more,

Not even nine will suffice.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

I love it when you decorate my heart with your words..

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