Here We Go Poem by Thomas Plotz

Fast walking, past my office door
Looking at the clock, half past four,
She smiles, the look, we have all seen;
As to say, it's almost time to play,
Time for fun, at the end of our day;

I see the way they look me,
Longing to take my warm hand of love,
Fly off, to a different place;
I'll stay with you
The pace of the chase, needs to slow,
So here we go, so here we hold,
Let's kick back, and chill,

Oh, here we go…
Yeah, here we go…

T. Plotz
Here We Go
21 May 2016