An ode to being left behind number 2
A day in the life of a man
I drove her and boy up to Los Angeles
I am not proud of this to say
I helped her get on her merry way
I loaded bags and my little one
So they could leave me and be done
Life is hard for us left behind
Like a cast out melon rind
Soldiers stay and fight the war
While families flee hoping for more
I am not warrior made
I am an old song played
No one knows the pain I fee.
No one knows my great big deal
So my wife and son have left me now
Will I survive is a great big how
Oh well in the grand scheme of things
I will find what Tuesday brings
For she and he are just visiting Grandma and uncle
in an town I call carbuncle
Houston with cousins galore
Great guys I call once more
She called me three times from each airport
About her nervousness to report
You see my wife and boy have left me
For our family just to see.
Can I make it until Tuesday return?
I hope you can as odes I will burn.