Selfish.....
Another year has come around.
No gifts under the tree could be found.
Always an excuse this time of the year.
Only frustration, confusion, anger and tears.
Oh how selfish could one be.
Thinks about yourself and not the family.
Coming home with bags all for yourself.
No food I see to leave on the shelf.
I ask myself why are things this way?
Why do you even bother to stay?
Wanting to live like a bachelor but you're a married man?
When will you ever get with the plan?
Taking a moment to vent this morning. See Christy you are not alone,
others go through too. We must continue to pray one for the other.
Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2007
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