December 22: Setback and Forth

And endless litany of work demands

That’s followed by the thrill of voicing song

With cherished friends and those with gifted hands,

Then followed by new music in a throng,

Supplanted then by comprehensive mope,

Upon deliverance of lousy news

About a thing for which I’d dare to hope,

Yet gentle hugs frustrations can defuse.

Discouraged, sad, and tired though I may be,

My last work day is scheduled for tomorrow

Before few precious days of liberty-

To think on that will soften any sorrow.

Tomorrow, I shall...