Daddy’s a workaholic...
But what about the hospital stay... the loss of blood,
his ashen dignity
Slight prate about moving into a veteran’s home
Only in his young eighty’s
Workaholics don’t quit
Laboring healthward
So the tiller cranks for cultivating
and the garden is sown,
yet during it's interval of growth
he’s... vigorously active
delivering the ‘elderly’ to appointments
While taking pride in saplings
he's gathering and transporting the yield
And I, plop down on my patio swing
imbibing a cappuccino
Thinking “What a ‘workaholic’ my daddy is”!
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