Hope Renewed
I may be old fashioned but I think I will die,
Refusing to believe the lie,
That open plan living justifies wearing a suit and tie.
I am yet to be convinced on the merit of hubs,
Where the Doctors keep swapping patients,
And different sports are no longer good sports.
I think headphones were something worth inventing
But I don't think they were meant for keeping,
The conversation out and the noise in, when at an important meeting.
The good news is that I have not given up hope,
That open plans and hubs are on a slippery slope,
As my grandson who is no dope,
Looks to books to give him scope,
Which pleases this old dope,
Who sees no need of a rope,
As open plan living and hubs may soon be words not often spoke,
With a new generation dreaming of a Den or a quiet space to give them scope,
Which is all that we can hope.
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