Work Poem by Stacey Stevens

Work



All day long it lasts,
Hours we wait,
For just one break.

Standing in the heat,
But in the end I
Guess I can wait.

Too long the day drags on,
I think I’m beginning
To regret dawn.

Sweet sweet sorrow
I can definitely
Wait ‘til the morrow.

How many more
Hours to bear?
Yippee!
Home bound is near!

Saturday, June 13, 2009
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Stacey Stevens

Stacey Stevens

Chula Vista, San Diego
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