The Finished Piece
there was nothing, no energy left when the sun
dropped out of the sky
everyone was tired, they all worked so hard,
after such a long long hard day
And it was time to sleep,
so one by one they fell off
to dream, each knowing tomorrow
would be just as hard.
Peace!
Copyright © Dave Mcgahan | Year Posted 2019
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