Friday's Poetic Thoughts About Saying Goodbye

An Ode to the Gate I Have Opened Each Morning for the Past 14 Years
Dear old ugly storefront gate

It’s you I truly truly hate

You’re heavy and old and often covered in pee

Hearing your creaky squeak each morning does not fill me with glee

When I was sick and heavy with child

My poor body you did beguile

Even after operations on my spine

You made sure to stick and whine

And now as I get ready to say a-due

I pretty damn sure I will not miss you

An Ode To The Time Clock

Time clock time clock on the wall

You always made me feel so small

You tracked my days hour by hour

And never once did you produce a flower

You almost always decided to break

When I was leaving and it was late

To fix you was an awful job

I wished out the window with you I could lob

In a cold lobby I shivered and shook

While your operating system I would look

Come snow or rain you always crashed

And you machine I wanted to bash

I will say goodbye and soon

I hope someone hits you with a broom

Mouse Haiku
Mouse in my office
Have you come to say goodbye
I never liked you