I sip my coffee
And prepare my mind
Hoping to make the right changes
For the interview this time.
Three months unemployed
Has taken its toll on the account
Loving the extra time
Not the bills starting to mount.
A humbling process. . .
Different from years passed
Always having a job
Expectations often surpassed.
Hands are now folded
My head slightly down
May this be the prayer answered
And employment be bound.
Pen And Paper Stories 