IT’S TIME

Can’t tell you what I’m feeling
As this plane lifts off the ground
A weight at last is lifted
Close my eyes, can’t hear a sound.

No calls and no appointments 
No deadlines or past due dates
I’m free of all the pressure
Won’t matter if I’m late. 

Looking forward to vacation
My days spent out in the sun
Give me a margarita
I’m so ready to have fun.

The hotel staff is waiting
To fulfill my every need
The shuttle bus will pick  me up
And take me to the beach. 

Lying in my lounge chair
Sipping a cold drink
No reason I should take that call
Don’t want to have to think.

Fourteen days of heaven
Doesn’t seem to be enough
My job has gotten to me
It really has been rough.

It’s time I know , time to go
It’s time to pack it in
Hard to accept, to walk away
To know it has to end.

More time to read, to get some rest
Or travel , see the sights
More time to be right where I am
Stop feeling so uptight.

I’ll give them two week’s notice
My ducks all in a row
It will be so freeing
To finally just let go. 

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