Gershon Wolf Poet Light Verse

Afternoon Grind

Just back from lunch,
           On your desk there's a bunch
           Of data to crunch.

           You set right down to it,
           But before you get through it,
           You find yourself not wanting to do it.

           "What's wrong?" you may wonder,
           As you quickly knuckle under
           To the tempting caresses of slumber.

           We're just not meant to work 
           When in us there lurk
           Directives and deadlines to shirk.

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Line Gauthier February 27, 2018 at 9:50 AM LOL giggles. Charming little poem. Love it, Gershon. Gershon Wolf February 27, 2018 at 11:10 AM OK. Glad it's a giggler. Ain't it the truth, though?... Here's to finishing all our work before lunch, so we can be sensible and take a siesta in the afternoon, like they do in warmer climes! Best of everything to you, my friend. :) Gershon