Today

Banner Kidd
Today is a day like no other

Today is uniquely the same

It has its own set of problems

It comes with its own load of blame

Today I had oatmeal for breakfast

Hot black coffee and eggs

I watched the morning news

And looked at the rash on my legs

Shaved showered and dressed

I grab my bags and head for the door

I kiss my wife goodbye

And hug my little boy

As I back out of the drive

The dogs get ready in the road

To chase the car and bark

Weather forecast and traffic on the radio

Others slip into the traffic

Everyone has a place to go

I wonder if they are like me

Their heart still back at home

The sun peeks over the horizon

As I get on the interstate

I look at my watch and once again

Yeah! I'm gonna be late

Forty-five minutes later

I pull into the parking lot

I hope I can find a closer space

Hey, is that one? No it's not.

I walk in pass the diner

Grab some water on the way

Unlock the door to my office

Settle in to my desk for the day

Phone calls, appointments, and office politics

I think of my family at home

I like the work that I do

But I'd rather leave the garbage alone

Finally the work day has ended

Heading north at the close of the day

The late December sunset

Can't be seen because the skies are gray

Others slip into the traffic

Everyone is headed home

I wonder if they are like me

Tired of their places to go

I finally turn down my road

The dogs meet me half way

They bark and dance to greet me

It's like they have something to say

I turn of the lights and shut down the car

I grab my bags and head for the door

I'm glad to see my wife again

And hug my little boy

Today was a day like no other

Today was uniquely the same

It had its own set of problems

It came with its own load of blame

Published by Banner Kidd

Banner is a songwriter and music producer with a background in Christian Radio, jingle production, ad copy writing, and radio spot production voicing commercials airing on stations from coast to coast, inclu...   View profile

The daily grind is something we all have to deal with. This is a poem I've written to try and capture what it feels like to me.

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