Late

I am sorry to say that I have failed;
I did not post a sonnet by midnight.
I looked at the time, and let out a wail
at the sheer severity of my plight.

I've done a great wrong, and I must confess
that I do not have any good excuse.
Today try as I might to do my best,
track of the time I did anyway lose.

I promise I'll do better tomorrow
for the shame I feel today is so great.
I know I would be filled with such sorrow
if ever again my post is this late.

I shall not give up on writing these rhymes,
for today I'm just on Pacific time.