After this short poem, it will be time to interrupt my interruptions, ’til next time down the line.
It was ‘some achievement’
Everyone could see that
“Was there more to life than this?”
He asked himself – on a daily basis
He had reached an oasis
Become expert at his trade
Time to move on – perhaps make the grade
In another sphere – or remain here?
If he left he would shed a tear
Or two – saying goodbye to you
You are the apple of his eye
To change this – he couldn’t
As much as he did try
You remained his hidden reason