Category Archives: limeruck poetry



“My” Sarah comes to the end

Of each work day, this friend…

Beams wider each time

In the exit line,

Then hurries out at day’s end.

Sometimes she’s no time for me,

Which is as it ought to be…

For colleagues so far

She’s the rising star,

Doing her part happily.

Sarah still stops to see

How it is with Security (me)…

It is a thrill

She chooses to dwell

More than a second with me!

Sarah is doing well

In her job as best I can tell…

So glad she came–

I remember her name–

She’s my favorite gal (can you tell?).

Expect she’ll smile more and more,

And I will as she matures…

I do indeed

Expect she’ll succeed,

I pray for her each time, for sure.

–Jonathan Caswell