10 Hours a Day, 6 Days a Week

Ten hours per day, six days per week
are the hours I'm working at the WTC.
Tons of steel everyday I laboriously carry,
which will be used to reinforce the building's concrete.
By the end of the day I am quite fatigued.
That's why I haven't been on line too much recently.
It feels like I only have time to work, eat and sleep.
Just getting this posted took a lot out of me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Eastman Avatar
February 7, 2012 at 8:11 AM
Don't give up on writting... occasionally stop to smell the roses... I know jobs are hard to come by... Keep a balance between work and life.
Treetop Avatar
January 22, 2012 at 4:00 PM
Dear Billy just watch each load you carry, and stop to rest awhile you bring us joy and laughter expecially when you smile! Big hugs Lizzie
Squyres Avatar
January 19, 2012 at 7:20 AM
Nice poem you've written here. A workmans day is never done...for it labors on till the rise of the sun, when sleep evades for tiresome fun !! lol Enjoyed !!
Andresen Avatar
January 19, 2012 at 6:28 AM
Lot of working SillyBilly,yes I miss you.oxox love Anne-Lise (I be the first to say hallo)ha,ha...:)
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