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A number of folk I know,

Are busy with scant time to slow…

Which for me is fine,

‘Cause I see in kind

A delightful humanity flow.

Some days are harfer than others

For sons, daughters, fathers and mothers…

Just a quip

On the outward trip,

And I perceive their druthers.

Not much time for discussion

As most of the time they’re rushing…

To escape for the day

And relax some way,

Take a nap on a fluffy cushion?

I’ve learned to stay out of the way,

They won’t run me over, so I say…

Behind the desk

It’s a safer task

To rejoice with their end of the day!

–Jonathan Caswell