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Tough Times
Tough Times
Tell me, tell me …silently I holler
how can I gain another dollar?!
“Maybe today” …everyday I say
be a miracle at last to pay
I stand upon the path of will
the door is locked before me still
I know not where the key be hidden
within my mind somewhere
Its flat and green with words of mean
yet not my dreams be given
Firmly I stand before the door so far
with hope in hand to bring a jar
“Maybe today” I still do say
there’s nothing more to do but stay
…and pray …for the day
Awaiting tomorrows promise
-Eileen P Carry
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