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written for the poem per day challenge, February 11th, 2005 |
| Friday Afternoon It’s so cold here And my home calls So I leave a little early Is that such a crime? I do have a real life One that is warm; I really must go now To make up for lost time My house is empty, My kittens are alone, I’ve given my life here, Now this time is mine To do with as I wish, To spend time with myself, And with my precious kittens, To rejuvenate my mind. So out of here I am, Escape is my good plan, I’ve left a little early, And now some peace I find. Written for the poem per day challenge, February 11th, 2005 |