When My Time At Work Is Spent Poem by Gert Strydom
When My Time At Work Is Spent
When my time at work is spent
and I come home at the end of day
I wonder to were it went
while time rushes by without any delay
and by some decree the twilight begins
night sets in
and there's just darkness that I see
before with a charming smile you join me.
© Gert Strydom
Sunday, October 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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