All my life I heard it said,
support yourself, don’t
rely on someone else
to ease your way,
smooth out your woes.
And so I worked,
made my own life,
not thinking there was
something more than
shelter, food, and bills.
My work days done,
I ease my way
through time I
didn’t know I had
to watch the light
play on the walls,
to sing, to dance,
to see there’s more
to living than a job
that drained me dry.
inspired by “The Idler” by Alice Moore Dunbar-Nelson:
published on Contemplate
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