Clocked Out
Clocked Out
From the words I write to the ones I speak
I've meant every word even ones leaked
And now I know it's time for my last few
Thank you to all who loved my words and view
And to my Lord for a beautiful gift,
But roads change and it's my life's time to shift!
I've grown cold to so many and it's time
For me to drop my pen and my soft rhymes.
Will I ever write again I'm sure there's no doubt
Though a poet no more, for it's time to... Clock out.
Caleb Milo Schmitt
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