Under the Paycheck

Life it seems just isn't fair

Now fate meets my unlucky pair

A stroke of pen upon the page

A sign that I accept the wage

 

To work at night before the dawn

And keep in mind a simple song

Of days so young and hearts so full

I hope that I can make it through

 

The days of work within the sun

Feeling like the life's just begun

Full of promise, hope, and peace

Like war and hardship are to cease

 

When long lost loves have just returned

To feel the strain and mental burn

In hopes that life will turn anew

And that the skies return to blue

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is quite lovely, I wish our lovely Atlantic would turn back to blue! This was a pleasure to read.

[Mike Espinosa]

This is pretty good. You did the couplet rhyme scheme well. Normally it feels very forced, but you made it seem natural. The only things I had a problem with were some wording of the lines, not the rhymes, but the sentence structures. However, that is probably just my dialect wanting center-stage, so don't worry about that. The ending is nice. It shows a kind of hope we all aspire to. Very well done.