Up and At’em
Another day another dollar
Isn’t that what they say
Ad Nauseam?
What happens
When the days get too long
And nights bring no peace
Once again?
Tales get told
Of the good old days
When a dollar was worth
One day
Where are they?
Those good old days spoken of
So fondly that pride swells
In a job well done
Unrecognizable now
The times when a hard days work
Rewarded handsomely in kind
With hard play
Time flies
Is another quote easily forgotten
For how can time fly when
A sundial has no wings?
Time stands ever still
Tick tocking, Tick mocking
While we drudge through our days
Forever “On The Clock”
JMC813 