Hard Work

digging in the sand picture

Hard Work

Face it
we’re in a rut and
we may not fit
through the closest
crack we can find

So we’ll have to dig instead
with spoons, nails, claws,
eyes, and pens
if we ever hope to
get out of here

And then, after all that
we’ll have to bite, scream
cough and laugh
just to find if
we’ve still got enough
steam to say that we’ve
carved out a life instead
of digging a hole in
which we will just
curl up and comfortably


Well, it’s Monday again, folks. My apologies about that but at least most of you have gotten on through it. Working the grind is never a fun thing, I know, but we’ve got to just keep on getting through, don’t we? I’m sure we’d all slit our throats for a lucky break but those seem few and far between that we just have to keep digging. Have to working right on through, no matter with what tool we wield the best!

Here’s to hoping that your day flies by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight!

2 responses

  1. Active effort required to succeed – just like this poem; nicely done.

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