Poems ✍️

On Labor Day, we pause to see,
The sweat and care of industry.
The builders, doctors, cooks, and more,
Each opens doors, each shapes the core.

From morning light to fading night,
Their labor turns the dark to bright.
No task ignored, no deed too small,
They answer every human call.

Let us celebrate, with hearts sincere,
The workers’ hands, the effort clear.
For all they give, for all they do,
Our gratitude is just and true.