Nov 2013
Trapped within invisible walls,
For two lunar years,
Toiling, daily, in tears,
Listening to annoying *****;
When the sun smiled today,
A new cycle had begun,
The dawn of a new turn,
Time, now, to make some hay.
For two lunar years,
Toiling, daily, in tears,
Listening to annoying *****;
When the sun smiled today,
A new cycle had begun,
The dawn of a new turn,
Time, now, to make some hay.
Marking one year anniversary of starting a new job.
