The Missing Hour

It's not only socks that have gone missing....

Daylight Saving Time

In Spring when maple buds are red,
We turn the Clock an hour ahead;
Which means, each April that arrives.
We lose an hour
Out of our lives.

Who cares? When Autumn birds in flocks
Fly southward, back we turn the Clocks,
And so regain a lovely thing -
That missing hour
We lost last Spring.

Phyllis McGinley