Poem: A Hard Day’s Work

Poem: A Hard Day's Work
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Another hard day’s work

is behind me.

My feet are tired

and my back hurts.

The children are

getting on my nerves.

Sometimes,

it seems like

I’m getting nowhere.

I work

and sleep.

Day in

and day out.

Life’s

more than working hard.

Will I be around

to see that day?

I don’t know

what the future holds.

But,

I know

the present

is consumed

with days of hard work.