James Haley Poet Rhyme

Human Highway

Woke up with a sleepy head
Rolled the covers from my bed
Why do I have to work today
Doesn’t my life tell me to play

I’m running late off to work
I give the door a single jerk
To the car down life’s highway
The human race starts on Monday

Time goes slow the morning has won
Your not at work if your having fun
Tell yourself this little lie
As your mind then drifts toward the sky

And memories are filled with this

Remember for every day that drags on
A moment in time has just begun
Those dreams driving you down life’s highway
Are moments in the sun your looking for today

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Gregory Richard Barden January 4, 2018 at 10:23 PM Very well done, James - congratulations on your Honorable Mention, and Happy New Year, my friend! :-)

Line Gauthier January 2, 2018 at 8:59 AM Enjoyed your poem, James.

Chadwick Vincent November 22, 2017 at 12:12 PM I can relate to this Poem as I dread going to work some days. More importantly, I think it's the forced feeling of the schedule of work and the endless money I need to make. Great Poem! Thank You. --Chadwick Vincent