Long days

Up for work at 5am

I get back home at 6pm

This the story of my days

Long hard working

And thankless in everyway

But I pay the bills and get by

Keep the roof between my family and the sky

I’ve done this ever since I left school

And will probably do it until the day I die

I don’t go expecting any reward

There are millions out there

Doing this the same as me

It nothing special really

It’s what we have to do

Each day simply to survive

And dreams of life getting better

They seem like a lie

My father lived the same life

Up To when he got to 62 and died

Never got the chance to enjoy the retired life

The same maybe what’s in store for I

So I don’t dream of being retired

I simply focus on this present moment

And work out how I will get by

Welcome to my

And millions of other people’s life

Where every day is just all about getting by

Where every day is just all about struggling to survive.

9 responses to “Long days”

  1. A day at a time…so true

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    1. Thank you very much

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      1. Most welcome…

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  2. I totally feel this, although I am young, the days that I try to get by just to survive seems endless! I’m not sure if the things you mentioned in this poem are true, but it clearly depicts the daily lives of many people! Nicely written!

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    1. Thank you very much for reading and appreciating, what I write here is completely true and real.

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      1. You’re very welcome! I’m so sorry to hear about your dad not being able to enjoy his retired life, but I’m sure that he was very proud that he was able to make such an impact to your life. It was so great that you brought reality into your writings, it really connected well with me!

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      2. Thank you very much for the kind words and for reading.

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      3. You’re very welcome! It was very well written 😊🌼

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      4. Thank you again

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