Across my desk

Everyone I met today
Touched my soul in a different way
Mystery, routine, anger, pain
Talk & share then start again

On they come & start to mend
Stranger, patient, victim, friend
On they come & so I learn
To see life’s wheel turn & turn

Black hair turns to bald or grey
Skins age in a different way
Smiles build as the days do fade
Is it just the way we’re made?

Babes I birthed have babes their own
Oh how the nights & days have flown
My children are just adults too
How middle age creeps up on you

Across my desk

chris51

Sunbury, Australia

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