Saturday, September 05, 2009

armed with a book. a paper - never know when he'll be caught out
a single chair, a wait between courses
always a main, never a starter
and a coffee

his daughters left their home
uni and teaching
they're grown
its a world away from what it was the photographs make his heart ache

and they are beautiful just like their mother used to be
still is. before it all went so wrong

his son moved away
Australia. another place
the oils doing well he said
Dad, its doing well
he'll get married in the fall
he'll be as proud
as the punch he threw in his face when he left his mother

the wedding, he'll go. invited but not included.
he'll stand away and smile with bitter sweet tears

and they are beautiful just like their mother used to be
still is. before it all went so wrong

the deal wasn't ment to do this
the promotion, the car
black, company and suits of silk
hand shakes of promise 'you've worked hard sir. you've worked hard'

they're beautiful just like their mother is
he tried his best but it wasn't enough
he tried his best
he tried his best
but it wasn't enough.

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