'twas the usual friday morning,
i was in the rhythmn of the daily chores;
getting myself towards my destination,
which I knew was not alike the other days;
my eyes were moist and I was numb,
the warmth 'n affection that lay on my desk;
askin' me is it the end or the way to another beginning....
is it sayin' see you again or bidding me adieu with success ahead....
