The Fourteenth
I started at 8, and finished at 6
Done with my classes, and feeling like shits.
The job has been tough
The few breaks I get are never enough.
Drip,
Drip.
Get a hobby, they say
Make use of your day.
I did just that,
And now feel like crap.
Thump.
Thump.
I failed Calculus two,
And it really bites the poo.
It’s Valentines, right?
Then where’s the daylight?
But then –
The sun sprang straight into action –
She showed up right here to see my reaction.
A big mac trio planted in her hand,
Repetitious day transformed into something quite grand.
Written By: Mikhael L’Heureux
