The Appointment
By Sis Unsworth
George was feeling quite poorly, and not sure what he should do.
So he rang for a doctor's appointment, and was told he was now in a queue.
At first he was quietly patient, just waiting for his turn
but after half an hour, he was showing some concern.
A voice told him they were busy, but would answer him real soon,
so frequently they said it, that it filled poor George with gloom.
He heard the postman knocking, but wouldn’t leave the phone
iIt surely must be his turn soon, he silently bemoaned.
George was feeling hungry, his breakfast had gone cold
he wanted that appointment, so still continued to hold
He noticed through the window, it had begun to rain.
He’d put his washing out earlier, it would now be wet again.
The dog was rubbing round his legs, impatient to go out,
why don’t you get the washing in, he heard his wife then shout
George was feeling so irate, when the voice did say,
“All
appointments have now gone, please call another day!”
Copyright Sis Unsworth
This is up to your usual standard, a slice of life captured in a few words... Who else would observe the mundane and put it so eloquently into verse?
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