A Paying Job
The sun rose, like it always does.
I lifted my head, from the place that it was.
The gift I receive every morning I wake,
is the blessing of work, along with money I make.
Driving or walking, running or biking.
I labor myself at the job of my liking.
It sure is amazing how much joy I obtain,
From stretching my mind and my body through pain.
It may sound strange to enjoy so much work,
but a passionate job I find as a perk.
Earning money is truly awesome,
the possibilities to help can blossom.
I love when the work that I do can finally transpire,
a paying job is what I admire.