To the hardworking women and men

Some lives are harder than we can envision

Through rain and shine, every day of every season

Gnarled hands that carry a burden of thorns 

Feet that trudge  amidst the impatient honking of horns

They deserve the utmost respect

When our paths intersect 

Don’t look away, 

Stop, greet, make way………….

 

 

 

 

 


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