Poem, Words and Phrases

“Oh, this is the reason I labor each day and this is the joy of my tasks:  That deep in the envelope holding my pay is something that somebody asks.”

Excerpt From: Edgar Albert Guest. “All That Matters.” iBooks. 

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Another Monday has arisen, a bleak Phoenix from embers of a weekend.  Caught again in the drudgery and toil I can but repeat the above mantra. Once more unto the breach, eh, and what rewards I receive I shall distribute. 

Alas that it is never enough.