Poem: In the soft light of dawn’s gentle grace, A quiet farewell in a familiar place. With a briefcase in hand, a purposeful stride, He sets out as she stands by his side. The car waits patiently, loyal and true, A partner in journeys old and new. Behind them, homes painted warm and bright, As love lingers softly in morning light. One of the happiness of a man is to have a work that can take care of his family.