Poem -

One chance to blow it

If you only get 
one chance 
to fuck up 
I just blew it.

Coin toss,
flop.
all is lost.
Torrential rain
and I’m in flip flops 

Top came of,
Lost the match.
Lost the battle,
And the patch

Blowout 
on the hi-way,
No spare 
to ride on.

Just send 
me back,
I’m slipping 
threw the cracks.

Haven’t got a 
leg to stand on.

In the dark 
trying to get 
a tan on.

Moms gone 
who’s she gonna 
nag on.

Pop says 
get out and get your 
flag on.

Tv says get your 
Uncle Sam on.

Music make me 
Wana ramble on.
I’ll get my pen out, 
get a jam on.
 

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sparrowsong

Hello Edward...

Struggles indeed!

There's a song that goes Mama said they'd be days like this...

May tomorrow be a better day...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Edward Williams

Omg sparrow I cant belive you brought that up that’s awesome I say that all the time? ... you no what tho she dident say when and how many?

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Edward Williams

Mama always said there’ll be days like this  .. there’ll be days like this my momma said..

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sparrowsong

Very True!

If I get two not so good days in a row on the third day, if I turn my Coffee Maker on and it works, and I go out to my Car and it starts still good, it could be a good day again...

?

Hugs again...

 

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