Patriot’s Day (Observed)

On Patriot’s Day
Back in Arlington, Mass.,
We’d go out on the porch
To watch Paul Revere pass
(Or maybe his doctor friend–
Didn’t much matter)–
What thrills for a five-year-old!
Watching them clatter
On horseback across the bridge
Spanning the Mystic…
Making us work today’s
Simply sadistic.
A childhood in Arlington
Ought to exempt me;
(I still can recite that whole poem–
Don’t tempt me).
Today it’s too late
To stay home, but that’s fine.
The Commonwealth moves its day off,
I’ll move mine.

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