Not To Worry My Dear-
No more money, no more quarters.
Only nickels, dimes and pennies
Left at the bottom of our jar.
But not to worry my dear…
Tomorrow is another day.
No more fresh bread, no more butter.
Only millet, crumbs and scraps
Left at the bottom of our cupboard.
But not to worry my dear…
Tomorrow is another day.
No more books, no more tables.
Only wall tacks, dust and the floor
Left at the bottom of our property list.
But not to worry my dear…
Tomorrow is another day.
No more free time, no more pleasure.
Only worry, woe and concern
Left at the bottom of our hearts.
But not to worry my dear…
Tomorrow is another day.
Copyright © Slight Buckling | Year Posted 2010
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