just needing to string a few words
together
in between
puffs on the cigar
and sips
from the coffee
listening
to young ones complaining
that they
don't want to do work
a class of
us and we might all be fools
right
before the end of the day
bedtime
thoughts at the end of a long day
work and
much contemplation
many
coffees later in a smoke filled car
he used to
ride all over town spend most
night
sitting down and loving every moment
as we grow
together string a few words together
listening
to all the kids scream to get some
attention
can't understand why they don't appreciate
what they
have each moment...
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