Here on the job
Another day
Her mind is somewhere
Far away
Somewhere she sings
Upon a stage
Somewhere she’s free
Free from this cage
No pushing broom
Or cleaning spills
Somewhere her voice
Inspires chills
Somewhere she’s touched
Another soul
Somewhere she plays
A different role
Somewhere within
Her freedom rings
Somewhere she flies
On golden wings
Impossible
Though it may seem
She always has
Her hopes and dreams
©The Beginning At Last
Nice poem. I hear a country music song out of this. Start drumming the guitar!
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The Beginning At Last 
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