Love
When you're away son
My thoughts are for you're safety
And then you come home~messy
There's stinky laundry
Dirty dishes everywhere
But my love grows every day
Then back on the road
I listen to the news cast
You don't call and I worry
And soon you come home
Stinky laundry, smelly socks
Tobacco spilled but love gives
Cody came home for the weekend.
He will leave out again today.
He will pick up a trainee so I won't
hear from him very often..
He won't be back until Christmas..
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2014
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