Circadian Verse


Office Busied - Poem by Circadian Verse

And I will never see you again
And you will never see me again
How life can make things permanent, hard
A basket of used sticky notes
Office busied, discarded, now just waste
No longer part of a world of want and usefulness

Yes how we never know what comes our way
And how we will never know our loss along the way

But we walk with it daily
A rucksack of bricks, with strong legs we carry
But never a lightweight, no never


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 14, 2013


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