New Job

no more groceries in the refrigerator,
no warm corn bags when I get home,
he'll be tired when he gets home, like me.
paychecks every other Friday, packed lunches,
colleagues, challenges, of all sorts,
it's off to work he goes, like me.
off to the work-a-day world, cubicles,
chats, coffee breaks, new things to learn,
commuting, finding a dog walker, all
in a day's work for someone else to
stroll an old dog around the block
stopping at every possibility of food
lurking under decayed leaves, leftover
food boxes, some hits, some misses.
he'll miss her under his feet, but
won't miss the boredom. 
off to work he goes on Tuesday,
like me, we'll have much to talk about
this work-a-day world.
Congrats, Stephen!