My Man Lee
Theirs toys and their boys
And there's coffee for rent
There's arguments and reasons, your money gets spent
There's children and pets and bills to keep paid
There's friends and acquaintances all waiting to be laid
Then the grave yells out loudly
Spreading fear amongst friends
And you stand up still proudly
Awaiting the end
It's not time and you know
It's not time for you to go
So, stand up and listen
to the voice of a friend
If you really can't hear them
Please do not pretend
These are things that they taught you as a child b4 ten
Then the grave yells out loudly
Spreading fear amongst friends
And you stand up still proudly
Awaiting the end
And for “goodbyes”, and the word
and the meaning that comes
Perhaps it's for destroying
Your world of such fun
Copyright © Lorraine Peterson | Year Posted 2022
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