It's another day

It is five am and I have already been up for some time Contemplating the morning as I often do It is another beautiful day and I am thankful So thankful for life And for all that comes with it – gently packaged With tender love and care The many blessings from above. And I rise to face another sunshine manfully Pondering over things to be done But…. The nights – oh these naughty nights They fly by in the blink of an eye And often leave me wondering why While these days- oh these long summer days Where work never ends Where I patiently, passionately, and positively Pursue productivity. To add value and make a difference Where I stand up and say “count me in” But like many others I miss the traffic jams and The chaos we call ‘’normal living” I miss the buzz associated with ‘’working at the workplace’’ Work there is – more than ever But the fizz, the froth and the foam Oh, where art thou? Where is the sparkle, the oomph and the buoyancy The pizzazz, the verve, and the dash? The resultant trepidation is palpable And these masks – the necessary evil Conceal the boredom, the apprehensions, and the fears And are a tad disconcerting to boot But courage is fire and hope holds up the world And we will survive And live to fight another day