Thoughts of a Unemployed Father
SITTING AT HOME TODAY WAITING ON THE PHONE.
HOPING A JOB WILL CALL SO IM NOT JUST EATING A BONE.
LOOK AT THE PAPER EVERY STINKIN DAY.
CRYINGMY EYES OUT HOPING MY FAMILY WILL STAY.
EVERYDAY I WAKE UP I OPEN MY EYES IN FEAR.
AFRAID TO ANSWER THE DOOR FOR I MIGHT SHED ANOTHER TEAR.
I DONT KNOW WHEN OR HOW MY MONEY WILL COME IN.
CANT HELP BUT THINK OF EVERY WAY TO GET BACK ON TOP AGAIN.
SO AFRAID TO GO OUTSIDE OR GO TO FAR.
MIGHT NOT HAVE THE GAS OR EVEN LOSE THE CAR.
TODAY IS A GOOD DAY BECAUSE I LIVE TODAY.
I LOVE MY FAMILY CAUSE I KNOW BY MY SIDE THEY WILL ALWAYS STAY
Copyright © John Throckmorton | Year Posted 2011
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