Eight-line Poems

Excuses

Excuses

So sorry I’m late -
I know I said eight,
but you know how it is,
one gets buried in biz,
I lost my car keys,
and my hat in the breeze,
but I’ve made it at last,
please forgive me the past.


Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 10.15.23
Prompt: Write a better-late-than-never poem.