Life's Toys Aug 28, 2009 Jim Magee - Poet of the "Common" Man Dedicated to: All my "brothers" who've been there too!
A man spends his life collecting his toys Some made for cooking - some to make noise He gets things to make his life, somehow seem free He has a passion for living the way he wants to be
He always finds women to help him find more Still - sooner or later they'd "show him the door" And whenever they did so, he could never prepare For packing and moving, to go who knows where
It would always catch him by total surprise they'd ask him to leave but never look in his eyes they never would tell him why their life had ended Just leave him confused with his life suspended
Starting life over will always be tough And the things that you own are never enough But when you have to replace things time after time It's almost enough to make you lose - your - mind!
Comments (2)
Very much how you feel
or it would be no write,
Which is so much of a great different colored thread
I loved it!
I can only thank you for a window spared.
One hopes he looks within her eyes next time
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