(Full transparency: I skipped a poem. Thought it was about DnD and posted it without reading. It was actually about how I met my ex-wife during a DnD game and it must have been a present to her because it was romantic. Glad I caught it at the last minute and put this one on about leaving a job. Dodged that emotional bullet. Not sure if I should delete the DnD poem or not though.)
Today I say good-bye
As I cross the threshold
Joined by others
Who will return tomorrow
While I remain at home
I have bid my desk good-bye
Cleared it of my things
My computer has shut down
The screen a blackened face
That will never light for me again
I cannot stop the sigh
A mixture of all emotions
While I get into my car
Ready to join the exodus
For a final time
The taste is bittersweet
As I feel I have to go
To search for a softer place
And regain a sense of mind
That life has washed away
I leave behind new friends
That I will not forget
Even when the stress
Has faded from my bones
Replaced by future toils
Well, this one is appropriate, considering your post the other day. I remember being laid off a job and having this bittersweet feeling.
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Maybe. Hope I wasn’t fired and nobody told me. I mean, I’m supposed to walk back through the doors in August.
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That final feeling is captured very well here. Good one.
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Thanks.
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Powerful.
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome.
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I like this poem, although usually I have left work places feeling more excited than that. As for the one about your ex, I would keep it for the sake of your kid. He has grown up seeing you both at odds, but when he’s ready to ask questions one day, it might be good for him to see a poem like that.
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He’s been asking questions for a long time. It’s been hard to explain, especially due to other issues I can’t get into.
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