A Paying Job

The sun rose, like it always does. 

I lifted my head, from the place that it was. 

The gift I receive every morning I wake, 

is the blessing of work, along with money I make. 

Driving or walking, running or biking. 

I labor myself at the job of my liking. 

It sure is amazing how much joy I obtain, 

From stretching my mind and my body through pain. 

It may sound strange to enjoy so much work,

but a passionate job I find as a perk. 

Earning money is truly awesome, 

the possibilities to help can blossom. 

I love when the work that I do can finally transpire,  

a paying job is what I admire.