Poem: Time Zones

Traveling through time zones
Traveling through time
Temporal cones
From seven to eight to nine

Eastern standard
Central and Pacific too
Only the clock remains candid
When you are on the move

Set the watch ahead or behind
Check the digital time on your cell phone
Time is like an orange, time zones like the rind
So know the time and don’t moan



One Response to “Poem: Time Zones”

  1. slpmartin Says:

    Ah..but since cell phones automatically reset the time…life is good…except for the jetlag issue…fun poem…thanks!

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