Cedric Woodard shared this wonderful poem on "retirement" during his vocational talk in June:
Day Off, by Cedric Woodard
Here’s a word on retirement folks
No work, just fun, but here’s the joke
I had plans of things that I could do.
Traveling, fishing, and napping too..
If only I had a day off.
On Monday morn I rise and shine
Have things to do; this should be fine
Then I see the “honey do” list
And my fishin trip is gone like the mist.
If only I had a day off.
Why I’d use my shop the entire day
But forgot I have to stack the hay!
Then clean the stalls and water Blue,
And mow the yard and trim it too.
If only I had a day off.
Now Tuesday seemed to show some hope
But doctors, lawyers and taxes broke
The plans I had to use my boat
Instead I met with all those folks.
If only I had a day off.
So Wednesday and Thursday flew by
And finally Friday – can’t believe my eyes –
The garden we planted with loving care
Grew mostly weeds-they’re everywhere!
If only I had a day off
Saturday came and to my surprise
There are no weekends, it’s all been lies!
Then church on Sunday and some errands did...
But you know I love my life, my wife, my kids
But sure could use just one day off.
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