Posted in friendship, life, original

Last Day

I scoop the sunset
Keep it in my back pocket
I collect the smiles
And hide them away
The memories are locked away
Ready for the rainy day
One last look
One last glance
One last time
Before our temporary goodbye
Bitter-sweet is this day
I spend my last day at work with all of you

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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