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Night Shift

As i work the night shift i think of mom's safety my thoughts wander and drift Lord cover us, blessed be. As i drove thru' the night i pondered upon the rain only droplets, please no frights! Lord help ease away this pain. As i sit here doing almost nothing i browse through all the newspapers the minutes fly by thus bringing the long shift filled with butter crackers. Again my thoughts doth wander i see Ms. K's face aglowing my heart yearns never to pander i hear her voice, shrill in singing. Then i take a very brief break have a ciggie', that's just nice! fill my time, prayers said then i look, i see some mice! Till i wait for 9pm here i seat penning this rhyme oh! can't wait for dreamer's realm this night be over, a time and a time. So i leave from work tonight my duty's done, my heart takes flight i cannot wait to see daylight my night shift's done, to my delight!

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Date: 8/26/2017 8:24:00 AM
John...The long shift of the night. Time creeps as your muse shifts into conceptional warp speed bringing poetic powerful bursts of revelation! Fine write! My best 2 u Chuck
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John Leong
Date: 8/28/2017 10:47:00 AM
to God be glory! Amen! thanks for your kind words, Chuck; night shift or be it called the graveyard shift, is always an opportunity for reflection; on God and man. take care, God bless!
Date: 8/26/2017 4:01:00 AM
how good it is, that God's grants us time spent working ; and how He somehow speeds the minutes as they go by. "...a worker deserves his food," so goes God's Words; so let's all do our best to contribute to the economy of our respective nations. till then, cheers!
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