I’ve sweat the whole day through
Effort for my back
Hands are feeling like they’re stiff
From lifting heavy loads
Eyes are closing as I think
Seat calls me dear
And in my hand, a quenching beer
Which soon shall make me fall
Asleep with happiness enthroned
So I can begin again the ‘morrow.
Tag: stiff
Move Yourself (day 270)
The stiff stride
Is always evident
In a person who spends
Many of their hours
Sitting still
Behind the wheel
Or the keyboard
Without the much
needed movement
