Bad Day
The sun
BEAT
Down.
Engines oVeRhEaTeD!
Tempers !!EXPLODED!!
From one office…
to the next…
Back
and
Forth –
Asking for a job.
Home offered no relief
Welcomed by a sinkful of dishes,
Laundry piled high…
No place to turn!
A sore,
tired body…
Frustrated weeping…
I could use a HUG.
July 7, 1988
About Jayne d'Arcy
I am now, as of 2010, 48 years old. I do a bit of digital artwork, and photography. I also write Harry Potter fan fiction that is Severus Snape-centric. No slash.
On this blog I have a library of my own original work, which I hope you'll be inclined to visit and comment on.
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