Retire Poem by Paul Reed

Retire

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O, how I wish I could retire
And throw this desk in a field!
How I wish my work would expire
But my future seems tightly sealed

In a trap with no escape
With only drudgery in store,
How I wish I could leave them all agape
And walk right out that door

Thursday, May 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: retirement
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 11 May 2017

This is beautifully presented. Being a retired man myself, I can understand this line of thinking very well. Thanks, Paul.

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