A Day Well Spent

There is a certain pleasure
I find in working “hard”
And doing the physical tasks
That leave me exhausted
And my muscles aching
From the exertion.
The day may seem long
And particularly arduous,
But I feel great
After it is done,
And the effort I have spent
Seems a tonic for my soul
For I know I have
Earned my keep.
I have done what
Needed to be done
And can see
What I accomplished.
I look forward to
A long hot shower
And the feeling
Of being clean.
Afterwards I’ll probably
Treat myself to a meal
At one of the finer
Restaurants in town,
A reward for a day
Well spent.
When I finally call it quits,
I’ll sleep like a rock.