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Working Our Way Through Life

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A Lifetime Of Physical And Mental Labor

When I was old enough to work

I followed the path

Like so many other people

Who found ways to give of their time and effort

In replace for monetary value

Then the process was repeated

In an endless variety of ways

Thus so many jobs created

It is a history of love

When we are able to give of ourselves

To make us useful in society

Contributing our skills and talents

To make this world a better place

Only after years of practice

We finally get to stop what we are doing

Our bodies aren't as young and resilient

So it might be time

To hang up our hat

Leave the working force

For someone younger to fill our shoes

If we weren't already replaced by machines

We are a giant bag of mixed life lessons

That reveal who we are and what we stand for

Our careers help define our talents and skills

But in no way, shape or form

Tell the whole story

We are so much more

We are people who live two separate lives

A working life

A family life

Each makes the other one more important

As we give a third of most of our days

To a job that we have done so well

Through a never ending ritual

There is no right or wrong profession

Some time when we were young

We slowly began to mold

Like a clay artist

Forming all different shapes

With none exactly a like

Each is so special

So they can stand all by itself

Earned the right

To shine in the light