Thank you, God, for my job.
Sometimes I get tired of the people at work:
the whiners and complainers,
the naysayers and backstabbers,
the bullies and cheats.
Then I remember the others:
the saints and soldiers,
the peacemakers and cheerleaders,
the listeners and uplifters.
And I am thankful.
- So there you have it, a choice, to be a person that fits the top half of the poem, or the bottom.
Sometimes I get tired of the people at work:
the whiners and complainers,
the naysayers and backstabbers,
the bullies and cheats.
Then I remember the others:
the saints and soldiers,
the peacemakers and cheerleaders,
the listeners and uplifters.
And I am thankful.
- So there you have it, a choice, to be a person that fits the top half of the poem, or the bottom.
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