Before Work the car door slamsand then nothing -silence echoesacross the rollinggreen hillsas the sunrisesets purple fireto the sky.breath escapesin a long sigh - to leave perfection for the cage of the work place. Share this:Share Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Print (Opens in new window) Print Related