Someone once asked me why I work so hard,
I smiled and said I view it as a reward.
I might not do things perfectly to deserve an award,
but at least I can say that I’ve been a good steward.
I wrote this poem after a long work day.
“A fulfilling day!” that’s what I cheerfully say.
Happy that I learned something new along the way,
A better view of life’s pleasant array.
I want to improve, that is my predicament.
Focusing on the silver linings and not on torment.
Each day is a challenge to do a better sentiment.
To strive for the best, that is my commitment.