Labor Day Poems in English [ 2017 Best Hard Worker Poems on Labour ]

Labor Day Poems: Happy Labour Day 2017!

1. “When you're up against a trouble,
Meet it squarely, face to face,
Lift your chin, and set your shoulders,
Plant your feet and take a brace,
When it's vain to try to dodge it,
Do the best that you can do.
You may fail, but you may conquer--
See it through!”

2. “Labor day is so confusing We celebrate our job
Yet anyone who's laboring Is not part of the mob
The majority have taken off For this antonym holiday
Maybe have a cook-out Or take a trip away
I hope you have a great day
With good friends to drink and dine
May the hardest labor you perform
Be to pop the cork to have some wine”

3. “No work today, the day of labor day, No school today, the day of labor day,
Last day of white to be worn, Last day of summer to enjoy.”

4. “No one is beat till he quits, No one is through till he stops,
No matter how hard Failure hits, No matter how often he drops,
A fellow's not down till he lies In the dust and refuses to rise.
Fate can slam him and bang him around, And batter his frame till he's sore,
But she never can say that he's downed While he bobs up serenely for more.
A fellow's not dead till he dies.”

5. “Labor day is here, sitting outside as the breezes gently blow through the patio.
Blue skies for now, so quite and still by this afternoon showers will be on us.
Labor day breezes feeling so good on this day so glad and free.
Loving this freedom of wants and wishes coming true on this beautiful day.”

6. “Courage isn't a brilliant dash, A daring deed in a moment's flash;
It isn't an instantaneous thing Born of despair with a sudden spring
It isn't a creature of flickered hope Or the final tug at a slipping rope;
But it's something deep in the soul of man That is working always to serve some plan.
Courage isn't the last resort In the work of life or the game of sport;
It isn't a thing that a man can call At some future time when he's apt to fall;
If he hasn't it now, he will have it not When the strain is great and the pace is hot.
For who would strive for a distant goal Must always have courage within his soul.
Courage isn't a dazzling light That flashes and passes away from sight;
It's a slow, unwavering, ingrained trait With the patience to work and the strength to wait.
It's part of a man when his skies are blue, It's part of him when he has work to do.
The brave man never is freed of it. He has it when there is no need of it.
Courage was never designed for show; It isn't a thing that can come and go;
It's written in victory and defeat And every trial a man may meet.
It's part of his hours, his days and his years, Back of his smiles and behind his tears.
Courage is more than a daring deed: It's the breath of life and a strong man's creed.”

7. “Even the bosses are sleeping late in the dusty light of September.
The parking lot’s empty and no one cares. No one unloads a ladder, steps on the gas
or starts up the big machines in the shop, sanding and grinding, cutting and binding.
No one lays a flat bead of flux over a metal seam or lowers the steel forks from a tailgate.
Shadows gather inside the sleeve of the empty thermos beside the sink,
the bells go still by the channel buoy, the wind lies down in the west,
the tuna boats rest on their tie-up lines turning a little, this way and that.”

8. “Somebody said it couldn't be done, But he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing and he tackled the thing That couldn't be done, and he did it.
Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that; At least no one has ever done it";
But he took off his coat and he took of his hat, And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin, Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing and he tackled the thing That couldn't be done, and he did it.
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done, There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one, The dangers that wait to assailyou.
But just buckle in with a bit of a girn, Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing That "cannot be done," and you'll do it.”

9. “Lonely hours, seems You've lived quite often Silence in the shame Of your sacred day Blue light through your eyes Shines an open coffin Gleaming miracles on the way Broken windows Winter broken windows False visions have you seen Ice melts softly into tears In your fluid still life scene Wasn't it you who said "nothing Matters?" It wasn't you who said "Life''s a holiday."”

10. “Throw up our feet, start up the grill, toss on the 'burgers and we'll all eat our fill.
Put up the tools, watch the grass grow, forget the leak and the commode overflow.
The dishes can wait, go out and play. There's good reason to be lazy. it's called Labor Day!”

11. “I see the end of summer Labor Day the last hurrah
Leaves and rain race each other Puddles of color
Corn and pumpkins center stage Holidays appearing soon
Old year giving way to new With bold promises
Shadows in the crystal ball Brother’s face fades in and out
Fearing to look far ahead I avert my eyes”

12. “They who tread the path of labor follow where My feet have trod;
They who work without complaining, do the holy will of God;
Nevermore thou needest seek Me; I am with thee everywhere;
Raise the stone, and thou shalt find Me, clease the wood and I am there.
Where the many toil together, there am I among My own;
Where the tired workman sleepeth, there am I with him alone:
I, the Peace that passeth knowledge, dwell amid the daily strife;
I, the Bread of Heav'n am broken in the sacrement of life.
Every task, however simple, sets the soul that does it free;
Every deed of love and mercy, done to man is done to Me.
Nevermore thou needest seek Me; I am with thee everywhere;
Raise the stone, and thou shalt find Me; cleave the wood, and I am there.”

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13. “Each year we celebrate We come and show ourselves
All Tris show Dem love We all go crazy
We try to keep the vibe in us We all miss Trinidad
We miss the beach We miss all the limes and med
We miss pilot We miss Trina We miss jamming up
On labor day we are back Back jamming up on all woman
We giving Dem a trinity love We geom tell witless
We representing our home land We must mash up DE fete
We must show we are Trina to DE bone”

14. “I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The woodcutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day-at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.”

15. “Wildfires rage in Texas, Like they need the added heat;
And thirty shootings in New York Made Labor Day complete.
Famine grips Somalia, And the U.S.A.’s caught spying.
In Egypt, at Mubarak’s trial, Witnesses are lying.
Eighteen in Yosemite Have died while on vacation.
Victims of the hurricane Are wracked with indignation.
A rainy day – I stayed indoors And caught up with the news.
As if the rain were not enough, The Times gave me the blues.”

16. “If a task is once begun, Never leave it till it's done.
Be the labor great or small, Do it well or not at all.”

17. “Labor day holiday is laughingly laborious Pack a punch of partying
On one only lonely playful day Tonight the trio sets the timepiece to
alarm again in the am another Work and school worry with the rules day!”

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