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Life as a Trucker

Life as a Trucker

For: My best friend, My Soulmate, My one and only Love Jay.

I'm a trucker all day, with long days ahead,
working all through the night, while your asleep in your bed.
Before I can leave I inspect, check then go,
everything is good except my fluids seem low.
I hop in the cab, no time I can wait,
if deadlines are missed then there goes my freight and wage rate.
I stress about the road, my family and daily struggles.
While worried about my wife and all her daily struggles.
Few hours have gone, things couldn't be more wrong,
on these days I know my day will be a long one.
Should have known those fluids were too low when I left the compound,
now a techs on his way to fix my mess so I can continue eastward bound.
As he starts the semi he realises we have an even bigger mess,
I forgot to release the drain-cock so shes full of moisture and in distress.
When its all said and done i'm back on track with my load,
trying to catch up speed on the cold winding road.
With my windows rolled down and music on five,
making sure I stay awake and keep myself alive.
The worst part of my day is not knowing whats next,
because when one thing goes wrong its like a domino effect.
I try to do my very best to make the most of my time away,
If I don't then I might as well be home with a normal 9 to 5 work day.
So many days i'm gone for so long,
those days I know I have to be strong.
Without a trucker there be no food in our tummies,
no houses or clothing, society would all become dummies.
I miss them more today then yesterday but never as much as tomorrow,
I know all the risks, so I count the days til this trip is over.
To the compound I go, as the last load is finally done,
I can finally go home, life has finally begun.
Life as a trucker has many cons but some pros,
losing sleep, meals and missing loved ones but the pay always grows.
I shed a tear when I see her standing there, waiting for me,
realising how much I missed her and the whole family.

                                                                                 Joanna Ryan

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Joanna...

Welcome to Cosmo! 

Truck driver's definitely have their challenges...

I always try and say thank you when I happen to see one at a gas station or something... 

When I'm on the road I always try and stay out of the way...

They really don't get the respect they deserve...

Great write! 

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Joanna Ryan

awe thanks its my fiance i just wrote it in a view as if it was him if that makes sense. I do alot of that in my poems and thanks for the feedback. the picture is where he trained i had made that for him when he passed :) i really do appreciate the comment i been so scared to put any of my stuff for the public to see.

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sparrowsong

Hello Joanna...

No two writers are alike...

We each have a style...

We are all very different...

Relax and post...

Have fun and enjoy! 

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Christopher Correia

welcome Joanna, good write, you know the old saying abut truckers, they have a 9 to 5 job, 9 am on Monday to 5 pm on Friday, lol....enjoyed the write, thanks for sharing; you write well, cheers

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Joanna Ryan

thank you so much, you must be a trucker or know of them? I was wondering if anyone could help me with something. I do most of my poems in freestyle and im starting to learn other types to broaden my poetry but what i dont understand is the bah-BAH, bah BAH, bah BAH, bah BAH, bah BAH...or that acrostic one something about a name and you write the poem in the name or something? perhaps maybe you guys might know?

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