Poem -

A Day In My Life

Beep,beep,beep
5;30am the alarms on one again 
Time to get my lazy ass up 
Time to fill my favourite cup 
Fill it with some liquid gold 
To wake my weary eyes
God I’m sick of this cold
 
Stick some toast in the toaster 
Butter it on one side 
Pick it up and eat it 
Leave the plate on the side
Out the door in a hurry 
God it’s cold outside 

Climb into my car 
Heaters on full blast
Now I’m warm and toasty 
I can continue my journey at last
Late again and it won’t be the last

Arrive at work, gates slowly open 
come on hurry up, I'm bloody frozen 
Drive in, park my car, fling the door open
Take the slow meandering walk 
Now the office is open.
 
Take my seat at my desk 
Mug of coffee in hand 
Helping me to take on 
My daily tasks at hand 

Impatient drivers wait at the gate 
Shouting “hurry up and tip me”
I stare back thinking
I have enough on my plate 
 And don’t really care if you’re late
God these drivers infuriate

Out into the freezing cold 
Coat zipped nice and tight 
Trying desperately to stay upright 
Because it iced over the previous night 
God my hands are frozen

Down the yard , clipboard in hand 
To give the driver his commands
“Tip me now” he demands
“Dock 45, just follow the signs” 
I reply with a wave of my hand

Back up the yard 
Back to my desk 
Hang my coat 
Look to the clock 
I think it is broke
The hands are moving in reverse
I think to myself as I stare from my chair

Only 11 more hours to go 
A security guards life is boring and droll
God I’m glad my day has finally done 
I might have said all the things above 
But I get time to write and writings my love.

This is a polite ask, if you have took the time to read this poem please be kind and leave a review. thanks jeff

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