-- Caring Too Much and Trying Too Hard --
by John Herlihy
Father home from work smelling of cigars,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
Mother brushing her hands on her apron,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
The sweet baby and her tender caress,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
The dutiful son who will never forget,
Caring too much and trying to hard.
Attentive dogs rest on crossed paws,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
The snuggling cat purring into my ear,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
The prodigal son who returns to the hearth,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
The brave ones who died for their country,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
My brother talks to the dogs like a friend,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
First thing in the morning, I make my bed,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
In living, the world goes into us,
Caring too much and trying too hard.
At the end, we take our leave,
Caring too much and still trying hard.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Monday 27 May 2024
Rebecca
Often, if someone stops to think, maybe of a better way, all that caring and hard work might be simplified and easier. We all need to stop working and just relax from time to time.
That's what I got from your very instructive words. My motto: work very hard, but then, play just as hard.
Ron