My Routine Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

I rise every morning
though my head is reeling,

I take a cold shower
to coax back my power,

I sip my black coffee
as I gaze around me,

I eat my morning meal
to keep my body well,

I get ready for work
from which I never shirk,

I face every client
with thought to be patient,

I chat with pals I meet
so boredom I could beat,

I take the morning nosh
to get some added push,

I go back to my work
feeling a renewed perk,

I take my noon repast
which I down very fast,

I have a little break,
to avoid getting weak,

I return to my desk
to do things with a brisk,

I call it quits at five,
which takes long to arrive,

I plod the road to home
and my little kingdom,

I freshen my self up
thinking on what to sup,

I take a hot supper
of fried chicken liver,

I solve crossword puzzles
to ease mind and muscles,

I retire for the night
with heart feeling so light,

I wait for the next day
and things it brings my way;

A simple life, it seems,
a modest person dreams,

but all the time, no gap,
there’s no way to stop,

I have you in my mind
since your love I did find.