The day’s baking hot,
the windows open are gasping,
begging for fresh air.
The road is longer,
on a hot day when walking,
it just seems to drag.
I’m tying shoes,
one at a time, is that wrong?
Try trying two then.
Work is shugging on,
in teams it is a blast not,
sometime we must talk.
Face to face is gone,
and casual conversations,
when getting coffee.
