A Poem for World Poetry Day (updated)



“What do you do?” they asked, 

Eyes open wide.

“Not what I imagined,” I said,

“It’s come as quite a surprise.

Let’s see…

I’m a chef and a chauffeur

A gardener, a maid

A social worker, teacher

A ‘Jack of all Trade.’

I’m a builder, a cleaner

An accountant, a nurse

Having so many skills

Can be quite a curse.

I’m a mechanic, an entertainer,

A negotiator, a clerk.

I have time for little else

Other than my work.”

“Wow! You do such a lot,”

They chorused in awe.

“You must earn a fortune,

You’ll never be poor!”

“Hmmmm, well…

There’s no holiday, no pension,

No perks and no pay,

There’s no company car

I’m never allowed a sick day.”

“What sort of a job is that?

They cried, unimpressed

“Surely you get something,

You must get some rest?”

I smiled at the children

So young and so free

And instead of replying I asked:

“What would you like to be?”

Their answers were eager,

They aimed to be best:

A footballer, a pop star,

A forensic scientist.

“So no one would like

To do what I do?”

They all shook their heads, 

Determined and true.

“You’ve got to be kidding!

No way, Jose, have no fear!”

They chimed altogether

As I grinned ear to ear.

I considered their faces,

Full of innocence and hope

How could I tell them

The truth? 

How would they cope?

For to be a parent,

The most rewarding job of all,

Other hopes and dreams

May well take a fall. 


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6 responses to “A Poem for World Poetry Day (updated)

  1. Wonderful…and it sure is the truth! 🙂

  2. Simple, sweet and earnest. Loved it 🙂

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