Ad Infinitum

I wander the foodcourts for cheap lunch
I buy my staples at the same market
I commute to the office in figures of eight
I recieve my pay check
Pay the loan at the bank
And remit some of the scraps in figures of eight
I play cricket with old friends
Watch a movie in my bed
I call mum and dad in figures of eight
I take annual leave
And hop on a plane
I visit my village in figures of eight
The sun rises
Birds hunt
And then it all sets in figures of eight
My children are born
They grow up so fast
And then they return in figures of eight
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Interesting poem, deep themes gonna take some time for me to think about this one. Kind regards. TFOTS
It does seem like a figure of eight sometimes... Life. Here, there, there, here, there again, here again. Two steps forward and three steps back. Round and round we go.
Great poem x