Retirement

I am in a mood
I don't mean to be rude
My body is weak 
My brain is tired
I don't feel inspired
I think it's time, I should retire
My work is no longer being admired
Feeling blue haven't a clue
What next I should do
I am in need of a friend to guide me through these restless times
God knows, I can do with a friendly hand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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