i wear my jacket with red collar
my name stitch so as company i work
we were very few who is wearing it
it's appreciation day with pizza,
awards and speech from top brass
with good promise of stellar year
i saw two old men who serve 25 years
reminisced their thoughts with tears
good place to work, i saw their faces
graying hair, short gait but smiling
their families are working, can't come
i wonder if they ever retire; yes i do
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Nce thoughts, melodiously expressed. Good poem