108 - Just one more day of work to go, and then

Just one more day of work to go, and then
Some days of peace and love and happiness.
Some days we get more, some days we get less,
But working isn’t working, like my pen.
I work hard, I write little, if at all.
I come home and I’m just too tired to think.
Christmas will come and go in just a blink,
And the new year will rise and then will fall.
But it doesn’t make sense to get downcast.
Nothing can be changed; what will be will be.
It’s out of my hands, but I can still see
The future could be better than the past.
Let’s just accept things as they are and live,
And to those who’ve done wrong, try to forgive.
Thur 21 Dec 2006