Best Peoplewife Poems
This piece is dedicated with love to J.E. Gauthier, Jr. Active addict and father.
Only by the grace of God may he be saved from the error of his ways.
For years a dark man walked through a seemingly revolving door
Steadily leaving his wife and kids as he searched for something more
Occasionally calling home every now and again
In his voice they could hear the taint of black sin
Back then life on the road meant drugs money and women far as the eye could see
He said he'd never look back 'cuz he was born free
Life grew emptier as he grew older
The drugs grew heavier as his heart grew colder
His four children left behind with no place to call home
From day one they made it in this world alone
For years a dark man walked through a seemingly revolving door
Steadily leaving his wife and kids as he searched for something more
Occasionally calling home every now and again
In his voice they could hear the taint of black sin
Every few years he'd arrive unannounced offering money and a hug
All while using the garage to hide his drug
His spitting image could smell his guilt a mile away
She rolled her gloomy blue eyes in unison with every false word he had to say
Today his girls are grown raising girls of thier own
December came and went
February turned to Lent
On a stormy midnight he still turns to his blue eyed spitting image
As the clouds clear she is again lost in the scrimmage
She lies awake with a bottle of wine in hand
On her mind weighs a dark man
His ways make him lonely and lost
Yet to her death she will fight for him at all costs
For years a dark man walked through a seemingly revolving door
Steadily leaving his wife and kids as he searched for something more
Occasionally calling home every now and again
In his voice they could hear the taint of black sin