Overslept
Long lines at the gas pump
Freight train stopped on the tracks
Empty slots on the grocery store shelves

A day of deep sighs
Teeth gnashing, nose crinkling

Sherbet in the sky

At dusk, I refill the hummingbird feeder
As it lurks on the fence
I turn to its chirps to explain my lateness
And realize I was wrong all along

The swirling, sherbet sunset awaits, as promised
The sunrise had greeted me and will do so again
The day was right on time

NaPoWriMo Day 13