Late at the Library, guilt expressed in sonnet form Options

[jgdittier]

After 40 years of returning every book on time, last year I was 3 days late!

O demon guilt, my conscious now proclaims
Your weigh to be my burden, heavy held.
My fate has fallen into Satan's flames,
To restitution now I feel compelled.
This crime of mine occurred without design,
A happenstance I vowed I'd not repeat.
As ignomy, disgrace and shame combine
With fine to make my punishment complete.
O'er forty years of faithful fealty,
With naught a blemish brought by boastful thought...
Reduce it not! The fine in full on me!
Perhaps a victim, I, as I've been caught!
 And still I must, by fine, them recompense.
 "O.K., I'll pay. Three days, that's fifteen cents"!

[jgdittier]

Dear Psyche,
Keeping poetry #1 as a hobby is not any easy task as all who write hope also to entertain. Your having taken time to confirm your having read and found value in my post here is exactly what it takes for all of us to "stay the course".
Cheers,    jgd