Seems like all I do

Except for when I’m writing

I slow down for you.


Up from early morning

Until late into the night

Bouncing round those numbers

Making sure the figures right.


Working now for forty years

In nothing else but math

Wish that I could break away

And walk a different path.


Never have been very good

At writing words on paper

May-be I should grab that tool

And become a paint scraper.


Every year I was employed

My writing was neglected

And so it was my performance raise

Was negatively affected.


Now I write more every day

And love each minute of it

If I could do it all again

The math would be omitted.


Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more complex… It takes a touch of genius – and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction. ~~Albert Einstein


See you soon… 

Live Life to its Fullest and Follow Your Dreams



About jant1951

Grandmother, mother, wife, sister, friend, aunt. A professed love of theatre. Retired from Verizon. Financial secretary at Rappahannock High School. Married to "The Mechanic Man". Love to travel. Born again Christian! View all posts by jant1951

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