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
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Comments4
A fine write AP.
A fine review Orchi. Thanks. 😉
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
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. 😊
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.
Thank you Suresh. Appreciate the visit and read. 😉
Fine words and totally true AP, respect earned deserves a reward.
Andy
Thanks Andy. 😁
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