I wonder if your job has a side that you dread at a certain time of the day or week? Perhaps you dread that ‘urgent’ e-mail on a Friday afternoon just as you’re about to slide off home for the weekend? Or perhaps the sudden sales trip that’s announced just before your child’s appearance in the school play or sports event? Here on the farm it is a dusty job right at the beginning of the day. Yesterday John and I were shovelling the last of the beans from a bin at 7am…
Two dishevelled creatures,
From the barn alight,
With de-shovelled stature,
First-thing Monday isn’t right!
The noise has been alarming,
The dust atrocious too,
They’re dripping sweat from every pore,
Hair-style comes from Peru!
But they are a-grinning,
There must be something wrong?
Broad smiles cross their faces,
All the beans are gone!
© Baldock Bard 2013
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