Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Late News

It was a time and place of past

When on a hill my home looked down

Upon the sunset shadows cast

In twilight over my hometown.

Dad just got home from work and he

And Mom were in the kitchen so

Very soon dinner time would be.

And then upon my bike I'd go

To deliver newspapers to

The wondering why neighborhood.

Delivery was so late, true,

And my excuse was not too good.

I suffered a fall asleep fate,

Causing the news of world to wait.