How do Telesales departments cope with those lonely evenings

When our Telesales department is 'not busy' answering your calls, it seems they resort to poetry. This was found on the scribble pad of one telesales person's desk:

The Way You Are

The way the wind blows through a
hole in a stone, and as a leafs slowly
drop from an old oak in Rome.
Their comes a time when we all need
to stand and see the way we are in
this modern day society.

So now you know that your maybe
wondering how this poem will go?
That’s the way you are, always curious
and eager to know.
But theirs nothing wrong in Knowing
which way the wind will blow, and if
there is Oak trees in Rome…? Do you know?

Do rain drops ever fall from the same
cloud and does lightning really not strike
the same place twice? All these things
seem like a mystery to me, It’s like lifes
little games to find out how were meant
to turn out to be.

But one thing that’s clear, and as clear
as can be, is that you are, the way
you are, and you’ll have it no other way!
Like a sword set in stone and it can’t
be pulled free!

The qualities you have are there for all
to see, weather rain or shine I know where
you’ll be, you’ll be where you always are…
Right beside me, the way you are, is
Just Perfect for me!

Mark Alvey

UPDATE: The unknown Poet has stepped forward and identified himself as our very own - Mark Alvey - Nice one Mark!