Monday morning, here again.
Alarm clock sounds, moans begin.
Hurried breakfast, shower then race
To do my hair, put on my face.
Highway’s packed. Commute begun.
Road rage attitudes, blinding sun.
Texters, twitterers, phones to ears.
Skillful maneuvering, shifting gears.
Sunday drivers, one day late!
Careening around them, get irate.
Coffee splashes and radio blaring.
Commute then ends amidst the swearing.
Into the parking lot just on time
Solid day’s work, to make a dime
Pack it all up, head back to the ranch
The traffic’s worse! my face does blanch.
Into the driveway, home at last!
The evening passes much too fast.
Repeat four times; a weekend and then
Monday comes – we’ll do it again.