Job Burnout: Brevity Contest

This BREVITY poem I wrote was for Casarah Nance's contest. Closed already! So printing my poem anyway I love my job, I really do. Even though my hours are long and the benefits are sometimes few. I make the coffee for the crew, and a zillion other things for them I do. Jobs are important! So I'll hold on to mine, because never again do I want to stand in the unemployment line. Sometimes I feel unappreciated, in this job I've been given. But I know as a wife and mother it's the best kind of livin' However, at times, I YELL, "Enough! Enough! Enough!" And to my husband I say, "Here, you change your son's diaper. I'm finished for the day." "The children are all fed, and your wife is going to bed!" .