Daily Grind

Get up early, to get the day started.

Pray to Jesus, for a productive and safe day.

Fill up with gas, and put the water on ice.

Keep my eyes open, as I roll down the road.

Arrive at the worksite, let the work begin.

When the work is complete, it’s back on the road.

Rollin’ down the highway, to the hotel once again.

Time for some supper, and daily reports.

Miss the family, this is the worst part.

Get cleaned up, and off to bed.

Tomorrow will bring, the daily grind again.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
August 18, 2017 at 2:21 PM
Work is a grind.It has to be done. Sooner or later it will be time for play. Have a nice day.
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