Bells

There are places I go to think,
Have a sit, a cigar, get myself in synch,
A place where I can be with me all alone,
No interruptions, no talk, no telephone,
Me with myself and maybe a small drink,
Nothing else not even the kitchen sink,
I find I need these times off, quality time,
For it is for me that the bells now chime,
xox
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