It's Just LifeA Poem by JamesJust goofing off a little.Black coffee in the morning and a two car garage. My car won't fit in that crowded collage. So I park outside in the frost and in the rain Scraping ice in the winter, but I never complain. I go through my life in the usual way working the same job, day after day. On Sundays, I pray I believe the Word is true. I'm three rows from the front behind the amen pew. They made me a deacon whatever that means; helping with the congregation, but please, not the teens. We've reared four children in a house that's too loud, no drugs and no jail my mother would be proud. Once a month I take my wife on a date night for dinner, so those matrimonial bonds don't get any thinner. The menus never change we order the same dish. I get the chicken, and she orders the fish. My house needs a new roof and the siding needs painting My grass is too long the neighbor's dog needs better training. My car needs a tune-up the tires are old but the radio still works and the air blows cold. I moved to the coast so I could play in the sand but nothing works out exactly as planned. I wanted a boat to play on the ocean but my salary won't support such an expensive notion. So I go to the beach and bake in the sun only for a few hours, after that, it's not fun. Back at home I sit in my chair lost in a book or maybe T.V. or playing banjo in a band how cool would that be? I look at my wife while she sits and reads and wonder if I've taken care of all her hopes and dreams. All-in-all Life isn't too bad remembering all the fun and good times we've had. It's not all been easy we still struggle with debt, get angry with each other but we've not given up, yet. I still love my wife and the sex is okay life's really pretty good, I think I'll stay.
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