Thursday, March 15, 2012

Praising Productivity

Having a job is a most wonderful thing
That this stage in life can bring
I've always felt torn before,
As I dressed and walked out the door.
My children are now long-since grown;
My time is truly my very own.
My husband has his own pet projects,
And I no longer feel the need to fret.
The place that provided his heart transplant
Cares for him as other hospitals can't.

I had trouble believing, when first told,
That the other employees wouldn't be cold.
The office is filled with friendly faces
Who all share each other's places.
Perhaps it's a function of market makers
That they are givers, not takers.
I couldn't be happier with my position;
My dream is coming to fruition.
I'm doing work in which I believe;
No longer for my old life will I grieve.

I don't want to become too complacent; 
Long-term, this may not, for me, be meant.
But while it lasts, I feel needed;
With happy faces I am greeted.
Housework has never filled my need,
And earning is not simply for greed.
We can much longer be independent
If one of us is, on a paycheck, bent.
Isn't this what we all want on earth,
A place that we can call our berth?


  1. Me thinks your attitude toward this job is very good. You are right, youth and middle age binds you to house and chores and then there is growing family. Now I like your expression, YOU TIME has come. Enjoy it, liberation is god for the soul!

  2. Well, for me, after retiring I don't have any desire to get back into the work-force as such. I do still have lots of things to do that keep my mind occupied and my body active. active as these chemo-cocktails will allow! ☺