The Morning After (Labor Day)

September 11, 2015 admin No comments exist

The Morning After (Labor Day)

This sucks. Tuesday morning after
the long weekend. Schlepped myself
to the office to face the familiar pile
of work that hadn’t receded much

in my absence. Then I felt something
in my pocket and pulled out
a wad of crumpled up paper.
(In rushing I merely transferred

the contents to my work pants.)
Two receipts, a program and a menu
brought a broad smile. A late arriver
felt compelled to comment.

Yes I did have a great weekend
I said, though I didn’t share any
of the public and private pleasure
of all the things we did together.


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Morning After Labor Day

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