A Monday Poem
Work
I do not "work"
Instead, I "fun"
I try to goof
And get things done
At the same time
Love what I do
Do what I love
And then can you
Honestly say
You do not work
You simply fun
And do not shirk
Until it's done
The object then
Midst all this strife
Is not to work
A day in life
For if you love
That which you do
It is not work
Now
I am through
2 comments:
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See ya on Tuesday!
Love the poem, now if I could only feel that way about my job ;-)
BTW, there's an award for you at my blog.
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