Poetry by Sarah, Tanka

Work Horse

Tirelessly I strive,
to ensure the very best.
Never a kind word;
overlooked for all the rest.
I’m sick of being your work horse…

So I say, “No more”.
It’s now time I walk away.
I will venture out,
stay true, and find my own way.
You will not take my sunshine.

By Sarah ©2018

Prompt: Ramblings Of A Writer, Weekly Tanka Prompt Poetry Challenge, Week 96 – Work and Horse

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