Accounting Tips


Accounting Tips PoemI’m bunged-up

The words won’t come

Five days to go

And I’m not in the mood

An incident in a theatre last night

Brought the ceiling down

Which brings the morning news

In a different light. Lights actually

Pulsing blue. Sirens and wailing

So fever grips the furtive crew

While church steeples mount

A stoic vigil above roof tops and knaves

Dependable as they allow

The echoes of centuries of worship

Warm the calm embracing space

For souls to celebrate in peace

A special day

Utter with clarity and grace

Without preference or compromise

Two easily adopted words

God Bless