MAY 1 The Love for Work
I see them everyday
In the burning summer,
And in the coldest winter.
Their Love for Work,
For hours and hours they work,
Work with a smile in their face.
I have never seen them Glancing at scorching sun
Not only for their sustenance,
But is just candor for work.
After vacation, I saw a huge building
These workers look at it with satisfaction
For their every drop of sweat left them
With this miracle
With tears of joy, they smile
And then turning back a final glance,
To the beauty-
Their love for work.