Stride

Morning walk

Stop to talk

It's going to be a great day

Next corner right

Can't wait until night

Where working people do play

Feet sweating

Throat wetting

On a nice hot cup of java

In the wind

Yet again

Heat on my neck like lava

Legs cramping

Shirt damping

Half of the morning is gone

Greeting neighbors

Speaking of labor

It's time to get my butt home

Walking faster

Painful laughter

My knees didn't get the memo

Two blocks to go

There is no more joe

I should've flagged down that limo

Finally home

How long have I been gone

Where there's pain there's sorrow

Good walk for today

Now I have to get my pay

I will do it all again tomorrow