September 9, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. This week’s theme is labor, in honor of Labor Day, which falls on
September 5.
Today’s poem is a Labor Day poem about the end of summer.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Labor Day officially ends summer,
As those who work enjoy one final fling.
Blessed are those who bear the daily burden,
Of whom few savants speak or minstrels sing,
Returning to their harness each September.
Days of ease give way to hours certain,
A long routine that wends its way through spring,
Yielding one more year of brutal labor.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/labor2.html.
For more Labor Day poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/labordaypoems.html
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This week’s theme: Labor.
September 5: Lest You Think High Taxes Rob the Rich
September 6: Labor Ought to Earn a Decent Living
September 7: Labor’s a Commodity, like Fish
September 8: Let’s Not Minimize the Role of Thugs
September 9: Labor Day Officially Ends Summer