May 012005
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
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