Up at sunrise each morning.

New problems every day.

Seems to be always working

But not for just a pay.

Seldom sees any money

It comes in and then goes out.

Not the land of milk and honey

Most days are filled with doubt

The dreams of youth have vanished

Enthusiasm hard to find

Out look on life now tarnished

So many worries on the mind.

What get’s them up each morning ?

What keeps them going strong ?

Why do they keep enjoying

Such hard work all day long ?

You see they do it for the others

They think they couldn’t get along.

They are like sisters and brothers.

The people in this song.

Family that they care for

Employees just as close

Customers that demand more

And have to count the most.

They are the glue in the mix

The stock in the soup

Problems they always fix

And they always lead the group.

They are business people

And seldom are admired

Their buildings have no steeple

But thank God they are inspired.

By Luke

August 28^th 2008