What could it be?

What could it be?

A Poem by unclecharlie

Maybe I never really knew

Just what God expected me to do

Remembering her in the better days

All of which in my mind will stay

Can't get myself to see her any more

To much pain walking through the door

In a place I have never seen

I Love her so what does it mean?

A better job no one else could done

Most were to interested in running and having fun

Feeling just above a piece of s**t

Because all her needs I couldn't get

Now she sits there dwindling way all alone

Yet were all comfy and at home

She worked hard and raised us all

But some couldn't be there when she'd call

Self centered at the very least

I feel like the big mean beast

I should have stood my ground

A Better way maybe I could have found

Just can't leave her sitting there

That would mean I just don't care

Now She'll simply die alone

Everyone to busy to keep her home

All the bad I am supposed to fix

But this time ran into a wall of bricks

Many years I wasn't even close to the rest

So could this be God's final test

Or maybe it's so I can see

Just what in the end could be me!


An Uncle Charlie Original

© 2011 unclecharlie


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Added on January 8, 2011
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unclecharlie
unclecharlie

Palm Coast, FL



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Here is just a little about me. I have lived a life of choices and disappointments. Never counting on anyone but myself. I have had lots of alone time and lots of hard knocks. What doesn't kill us wil.. more..

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