Not Much

A family so large, no money to spare
All hand-me-down clothes and so few toys to share
Couldn’t go out to eat or to dance
Couldn’t go out to the movies..no chance.
Finish your plate don’t leave a drop
Eat all your food don’t care if it’s slop
Finding a way to pay for that class
Couldn’t make money, no allowance, no pass
Children would laugh at us from our school
They’d hit from behind, so mean, oh so cruel
A family so large no money to spare
Didn’t have much, didn’t cry, didn’t care
Growing up with so little and nothing to give
So scared that one day wouldn’t know how to live
Life does take over and things fall into place
If you keep on trying with a smile on your face
And now all grown up no money to spare
I’ll give til it hurts I’ll give all I will share.


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Paul Callus

Date: 5/18/2015 3:08:00 PM

This reminds me of my childhood, Athena. There were nine of us in the family and my parents had to be very careful with money. But we were happy and appreciated the little we had. It is lovely of you wanting to share with those who are in need! All the best. // paul

Athena Hoefs
Date: 5/18/2015 4:37:00 PM

Thank you so much Paul.