We Can Work It Out Poems - Poems about We Can Work It Out

Morning exercise With stick and broom outside Is the best time flies....Read the rest...

Author Dana Redricks April 13, 2024 In the hustle and bustle of life's grand show, since my tiny feet found the floor below, at just five years old, Mama's wisdom in tow, she taught me survival,...Read the rest...

Eat food for breakfast To power heavy toil To till the soil....Read the rest...

Workout your figure To carve out fats and pressures For healthy posture....Read the rest...

For those of you who seek success in every job or post, these are the points you should address before you brag or boast. In mind you need a VISION and a clear healthy dream,...Read the rest...

To a new job, 5 days a week I go Sigh. I wish my memory was not so slow I get through most of the directions-- then... I gotta ask-- what's the last thing (again) :O ...Read the rest...

Fresh from the sea pier Big tunas shine like silver As forklifts hauled them....Read the rest...

I was an experienced interior designer, whose specialty was outer doors, Ever opening to amber sunshine, as petals open, when vivid beams pour. Functionality and beauty were very vital, so I helped customers each day, To choose materials,...Read the rest...

All of the thoughts inside my head Tell me I should not go to bed I know I need to get more done But sleep just sounds like so much fun The fight inside my brain...Read the rest...

All I want to do is just work just do my job go home and do it all over again 40 hours A week no strings no attachments...Read the rest...

Those poor souls who think they will get farther ahead at work if they tattle on you...Read the rest...

Became because Background bedbug Boldface bookcase Blackmail blacklist Misspoke backstroke Bellboy below Blacksmith bluefish Backside backslide 4/1/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© ...Read the rest...

Eleven days off getting sleep pattern normal driving lift tired...Read the rest...

Wheaties in beer to start the day Off to work I stumble and sway Cocktail at noon to set the stage For the nap I need...Read the rest...

Hear the faded out groans beneath each grocery store tomato, Blisters popping out as old, worker hands Begin to pick up the pace, Dirt growing thick, drilling beneath each thick fingernail As the sun rises above rich tomato...Read the rest...