Another Day At The Office Comments

She smiled and tightened her grip; I kissed her forehead still feeling the bitter cold. i put my daughter down heading for bed. a fine poem. tony

acute power of love- Have a good day at school I said, fighting my tiredness./// lovely poem

Tough job, Clive. Your poem vividly expresses how work-place tragedy spills over into family life, especially under the pressure of night-shifts. Concisely constructed.

A nice reflection, loved its simplicity and style.

Seems so true. It is the end of the shift and one feels tired to enjoy with family and friends. Enjoyed.10+++

A tough job for anyone to do! must be difficult to just put to one side at the end of a shift..well written with appropriate imagery and good storytelling! .....10 Lodigiana