Scrambling

SCRAMBLING

The Clock tics, and the calendar thrusts tomorrow-bound.

The night was silent but my mind was rumblingly profound.

The clouds’re hovering low and high

In the backyard, I sat and pondered, “Would it be always this somber sigh?”

Back in the office - My little cubicle openly stands unabashed

Piles of notes are HIPAA-shy and they are stashed.

Successively the phone rings; and e-mail pops up on-screen;

CARE Tickler haunts for it’s there to be seen.

Time is of the essence, and actions’re pivotal

Everything we do is Calendar-essential

Priorities are proficiently managed, and the issues we solve!

Yes, “Others” we’ve served and we serve with resolve!

It’s unfortunate but often true

We scramble against time or it will be overdue

For “Others” we’ve delivered, so they’d be safe and secure

But ones we’d likely forget are those, for you, they endure!

May it be for time, Solutions or Priority…?

Please ponder on those who give you a hug, a smile and call you “Mommy or Daddy”

And above all, the one who shares your life and calls you “Honey!”

B Boy

08/17/2011