Accidental Poet

A Balanced Table



 

With shopping list in hand

I’ll go to the store

Like anyone else

I’ll look for bargains galore

 

No one likes to lose

To give money away

But for great service rendered

“A tip for you” I’ll say

 

Some may call it

Leaving money on the table

But in my book

I call it a balanced table

 

As these days hard workers

Are hard to come by

Always earning their paycheck

‘Cause it’s their job, the only reason why

 

They come in early

If needed they stay late

They say, “The job is a priority”

“My personal plans can wait”

 

To take pride in your work

Deserves something more

And its not about the money

Why they walk through that door

 

Being a team player

Goes beyond selfless

But for the good of all

An act of wellness

 

Earned respect

A proudly worn label

Credit given where credit is due

A balanced table

 

Copyright © Accidental Poet 2021

Comments5

  • Teddy.15

    a table with tree legs would never do, great music and a lovely message A.P agreat discussion poem, some people don't seem to have enthusiasm or passion for what they do but i guess it also dipends on what they do. Thank you.

    • Accidental Poet

      Three legs? Had to quickly go up and check. There are four legs, but one is less visible than the other three. Thanks Teddy. 😉

    • orchidee

      A fine write AP.

    • Saxon Crow

      I love this acknowledgement to people who, let's be honest here, we rarely give the time of day too. Huge respect to you AP for noticing

      • Accidental Poet

        Thanks Sax. I see workers who are so good at what they do that they do it well without even realizing it. It's just second nature to them. 😊

      • SureshG

        What we elect to do must be done with passion, if for those who receive to also show passion as your words so poetically do.

        • Accidental Poet

          Thank you Suresh. Appreciate the visit and read. 😉

        • Goldfinch60

          Fine words and totally true AP, respect earned deserves a reward.

          Andy



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