Friday, 31 January 2020

tea 4 the workers

get out upon a friday
dawn. lost inside
the fog 
 
when the end comes
you will be tired
 
feel it in your 
feet your 
knees your
back
 
walk proud into your weekend
 
have tea read the paper
the leaves and
reflect
 
easy
 
you put your 
all into it

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