by Richard E. McMullen
One time my dad said to me, I don't
see why people complain about how hard they work
or how tired they are. Nobody works hard but
farmers, miners, lumberjacks and foundry workers.
(the rest of the poem is at at The Writer's Almanac)
Here's hoping you have an enjoyable Labor Day weekend, whether that means a long weekend of rest, or a long weekend with a long to-do list (sigh).
Susan has the Poetry Friday roundup this week at Susan Writes.