Someday I Want to Work....

I want to work

Where there are

Purple floors and carpet

and

Red Poles

and

Beta Fish

and

Warm Fuzzies

and

Paper Plate Awards

and

Ribbons

and

Pictures

and

Magnets

and

Journals

and

Posters

and

Purple curtains

and

Visible neon signs

and

books

and

Pictures of

My favorite people

To see.

I want to work

Where there are

Bags of popcorn

and

Peppermints

and

Pizzas

and

Cookies

and

Lots and lots

Of Candy,

Like

Lollipops

and

Skittles

and

Gummy fruit snacks

and

Very, very, very

Yummy cake pops

To taste.

I want to work

Where there are

Scents of

Paper

and

Paint

and

Theatre

and

Chocolate

To smell.

I want to work

Where there are

Hands to hold

and

Hugs to give

and

High-fives to receive

and

Work for my hands

and

Lives

To touch.

I want to work

Where there is

Laughter

and

Singing

and

Talking

and

Children playing

and

Precious voices

To hear.

I want to work

Where I can

Be myself

and

Want to go to work

and

Where the people are

Loving

and

Caring

and

Smiling

and

Happy.

I want to work

At LCT.

(Note: This poem was inspired by the two hours I spent copying music on a copy machine at LCT last night. Usually using a copier for two hours would be extremely boring...but last night I realized that at LCT...work is always fun. And the people who work there always seem so happy to be there. How many other working people can say that????)