A Letter to Life
I take part in this thing called life
Every day
I work
I slave
Yet I reap no rewards
Wake up life
And show me you care
A pat on the back
A blessing sent my way
A bonus at work
Just one fortunate happening
That is all I ask for
But I forgot
I am not a star
On Hollywood Boulevard
Who receives praise from all
So there I go
Unnoticed
Unloved
Unblessed
In this thing called life
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