A Poem About A Job | #DailyPoemProject Day 28

Working Girl

She gets up each morning to
go to a job she doesn’t like.
Boredom spikes at around 10
When she realises she still
has hours to go.
Time slows
And every tick of the clock
Feels like a pause………..
Is she did what she loved
Her job would never be a chore.

A poem about jobs by Ms Moem.

This is poem 28 of my daily poem project.

This is post 98 of 100 blogs in 100 days.