Just One of Those Days (A Poem)
Image courtesy of Pixabay I get to the office And the phone is already ringing. Can't these customers at least wait until my computer is on Before they call me with their complaining? It's not like it hasn't already been a morning. Nearly walked out the door without my lunch. Not to mention keep dropping things, Not just one item, a whole bunch. In fact, my morning routine was already thrown off By the added stress Of dropping my drink And needing to find a mop to clean up the mess. I'm already exhausted And far from being in a great mental state. Oh, for Pete's sake, What do you mean it's not even eight? I guess it's just going to be one of those days. The kind that messes with my head And makes me wonder If I should have just stayed in bed. ____________________________________________________ Another Ramen Noodle Night (A Poem) A Father's Prayer for His Daughters (A Poem)