Days Ended Poem by Brooke Renwick

Days Ended

Rise and sort of fake it
Hoping today I can make it
8 to 3, I'll be positive
blocking out the negative

Coming home, I'm free and
17 hours, freedom, then
do it all again. When
weekends come, it's heaven.

Monday, April 6, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,relax,work
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I work so that I can appreciate my rest time.
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Brooke Renwick

Brooke Renwick

Sydney, Australia
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