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No Holiday for Me

H. W. Bryce

Work day calls, work day grows,
Late to home, nobody knows
Where the time went, it’s totally lost;
It’s not coming back, pay the cost.

Early to bed, early to rise,
Overtime calls, no surprise,
Taking care of one’s own parent,
Time in Hospital, must pay rent,
Meetings to go, days go by,
Life goes by in circles, though you try.

Years happen, routines repeat,
Can’t keep up with all the tweets,
Now count decades, hectic living,
Stress and strain unforgiving.

Haven’t had a break for thirty years,
It’s been work, work, work, duty, careers,
No break in there, no break at all,
Too much to do, always on call…

So, no…no…no break at all…
What do you call that? Hol— Hol— hol—
“Holiday?” Yeah. No holiday for me.
No break, no time, no holiday – for me.

I think the Grinch has stolen my time
’Cause I don’t seem to have so much as a dime
In time, as life has taken me over
And choice is a trampled clover.

No holiday for 30 years

For me,
Sickness happens, happened to my wife;
Guess what folks, no more life
For me, for her in society,
No more time for piety,
No time to breathe, never a rest,
Must be brave, fight on is best.

It can happen to you, any old time
You’ll find yourself in a never-ending grind,
You’ll want to scream, you’ll want to run
Because life has now no more fun.

Oh fatigue of course takes over your life
When it’s work, work, work and that’s your life,
And you will see your life as a great big stink—
But you are far stronger than you think.

And so it was, no holiday for me,
Thirty years on but still I see
High value in the service of love,
In going far beyond and above.

I think the Grinch has stolen my time
’Cause I don’t seem to have so much as a dime
In time, as life has taken me over
And choice is a trampled clover.

No holiday for me.
No holiday for me.

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