Still of night

You work and you earn,

You hope and you yearn,

You dream and you love,

You pray to any God above.

The effort, the battle,

The coins all rattle,

The money all paid,

The living is made.

Still here, I’m alive

Still, where the men drive

Still it’s a living, right?

Still, so early in the night.

All comers, men and boys,

Money for the children’s toys,

Burning is the city light,

Welcome is the still of night.

 


Thank you M

INSPIRED BY  PUTTING MY FEET IN THE DIRT
THOUGHTS AND PERSPECTIVES FROM THE MIND OF A COMMON GIRL
COPYRIGHT © 2017 GRANT FENTON – ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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