Day In Day Out

in the morning you work
the work is dull till you see her
with hair as golden as the sun
a face that only compairs to the gods

the day gose quickly and you go home
though you only think of her
the worker known as the boss
you see her in the dark and
in the light but you are sleeping
next to your wife

the next day you go to work
though you find know one
that has a face that more
gorgeous as a god
or hair as golden as the sun

insted you find that the goddess
with the hair as golden as the sun

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poem by Daniel Thompson
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