12,045 days in a life
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The document contains several poems and passages about different careers and work experiences. The first poem describes disliking doing dishes. The second poem is about a restless boy daydreaming of his future. The third passage is a father advising his son to consider college after high school to avoid difficult construction work. The fourth poem is a prayer for guidance and strength in construction work. The last passage is someone deciding they need a career change and to stop wasting time.
12,045 days in a life
- 1. My Career
- 3. Die washing dishes? By Lynn Barry Wash wash wash Wash wash The dishes Visions of me Standing there Thinking I have Not a care Thump thump The heart Plugs the pump Into the soap suds I slump No not the way to go Washing dishes No No No
- 4. Bad Day By Mike Pahnlick The smell of gasoline A restless boy daydreaming A day in a life.
- 6. Son, you did the bare minimum in high school and graduated with decent grades. You should try college! But dad, What do I need college for I am going to be a construction worker ! Be careful what you wish for!
- 10. Lord, give me the tools to get the job done Keep my drill bit sharp and nails in my gun Bless my mind with skill, should issues arise So, I will be wiser than I realize Provide me a never-ending load of wood While assuring my efforts shall be understood Then, when day is passed, Lord, allow me to rest With the knowledge that I have given my best. Lord, grant me the will to answer each call Even when the phone is ringing off the wall Remind me, should I ever fail to remember My job is a gift, New Year’s through December I work with my hands from sun up to sundown With warmth on my back, I have no need to frown Sometimes, the job may become too much to bear But, still, I am humbled, because You are there. Lord, always be with me; help to keep me sound Secure ye old ladder, firmly on the ground Protect me from harm, as I travel along But, most of all, Lord, be sure I am strong My ultimate goal is to bless others’ homes So, Lord, please be certain, wherever I roam I give my heart, always, to all that I do In the very manner, my heart praises You. © 2008 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection
- 12. It's time for a change. I am just not happy in my work, and I can't stand getting out of bed in the morning. No more BS I am just gonna do it. No more video games. No more partying. I am just gonna do it!!!