Friday, December 21, 2007

A Poem For You

Oh, December 21
Only 13 hours to go
Then homeward bound
(I accidently typed "bong" the first time. Wonder what that means?)
It's the holiday already
No work to be done
Except for the three emails
With ASAP in the subject line
From my boss
Who's not even here today
Cupcakes in the kitchen
Cookies on my desk
And in my mouth
And on my lap
Smiles on every face
Even under their masks
RSV in the air
Festive music on the iPod
Garland across the corkboard
Only 12.75 hours to go
Then homeward bound

1 comment:

gardengirl said...

Have a great trip, and a nurturing time at home. Love ya.