Unpaid Hours
Poetry in Honour of Labour Day
Writing is labour-intensive, but we do what we do--because. -Michelle Liew
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I wake
Before the world rises
To labour unseen---
Soothing readers' cries, sharing their joy
With a pen,
Silently melding.
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No title.
No Crown.
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But I still,
Show up,
relishing word crumbs
Of delight.
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This poem is entirely original. AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (5)
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Sometimes a little more acknowledgement would be nice. Loved your poem!
Well done!!! <3
And we are absolutely glad that you relish word crumbs of delight. Well Done!!!
And we're glad you do.