Working Man

So strong, so noble.
Day in and day out
exhausted, you go
to work tirelessly at your
thankless job
so your girls at home can
have a roof, food, clothing…
what would we do without you?

Early morning rush
clock in and take everyone’s load.
You sweat, sometimes
you even bleed
for hours, hours,
all to find welcoming
as you walk in the front door.
Finally, it’s paid off, the
hard day’s work.
What would we do without you?

You do it all for us
you say. But, hey –
do lone men
get monetary assistance just for
being lone men?
Your life would be just the same.
So, what would we do without you?

With you, let me
wake up, rush to the neighboring
room
Fake bright eyes for good mornings
get dressed, let me make you breakfast
Is the working man awake? Let’s make sure
he has what he needs, and don’t forget
to wish him ease and give him gratitude –
He might just forget.
While you eat, let me
get dressed and ready, and make some coffee to keep me going.
I’ve got your snack, your water, your
lunch – brush your teeth!
You’re sad today, but we have little time;
give me your morning fears.
I’ll hold your tears until the day is done.
Now, chin up, brave faces
Mommy is always here.
Back to hustle, let me fix
your hair still in a tussle
it’s time to take you to your day
so I may
start mine.
Walk inside, keep the pace fast.
No sitting or restroom relief just
for seven and a half more hours –
you had the time this morning.
Times up, freedom rings
Time to get the little one
“How was your day? No answer –
Okay, I love you. What’s that you’re looking to?
Ah, of course, the ceiling. Let me take your bag, since you’ve turned away
from me without it anyway. Let’s drive home in silence.”
Back home, unload, “get your stuff up off the floor”
Time to start cooking – while I cook, let’s
go through your bag
Check off, sign here, don’t forget the note for tomorrow’s appointment!
Field trip next week, remember to pay, and tomorrow
is themed, so
find something grey
and a project due tomorrow that you have
hidden until today, but
it’s all okay – let me clean out your lunch box –
Oh, dinner. Cleaning as I go saves time.
Noble man, welcome home! “Can I
get you anything? No, I didn’t make it to
the store today – No, I – okay, I will get it done – could you
maybe not leave your shoes and belongings right
in everyone’s path? Okay, I’ll move it. No, what’s cooking isn’t what
you wanted, please, sit down and you’ll be served because it
is what you’ve earned.”
Dinner is ready, two plates made, but I cannot delay
with this mess I’ve made.
Clean more, oh you’re done, but you don’t feel up to cleaning your dishes just yet?
I can’t stare at it as it just sets –
I’ll take care of it.
It’s nearly 7, wash up little, and – you haven’t done your work yet?
Let me start some laundry before I help – I need
to find everyone clothes for tomorrow.
Time is ticking and I’ve yet to start my work – deep
breath – now, finish cleaning and the child must
take her allergy pills. Don’t forget – tomorrow is something
grey –
oh yes, Noble Man, – “how was your day?”
He must work early tomorrow, and has some simple requests:
wash his uniform, and, dear – spend time with us! You’re never here –
such a grump Mom is, never smiling or having any fun.
“Where are my keys that I brought in and set down myself?”
Time for bed – but the laundry still must dry
and I haven’t showered yet –
“You’re showering this late? I need you to lie next to me
so I can sleep peacefully” – “I need you to read to me, so
I can sleep, Mommy” –
I….
I’ll be right there, let me just wrap my hair – I know you both can’t
just give me time to blow it dry.
I’ll stay up and finish it all
and tomorrow, I look forward to doing it again.

Working Man,
what would I do without you?

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