by Stan C. Countz
[Not Autobiographical]
The kids and I took a little drive
On a sunny Sunday afternoon
We talked about love and life
And how the dish ran away with the spoon
We talked about how the princess
Didn’t find the prince so charming anymore
We spoke in similes and metaphors
Then drove home and did our chores
The next time we got together
We talked sports scores and the weather
How we were down to the last inning
About choosing and losing and winning
We went on a picnic and went to the zoo
Talked about Peter Pan and the man in the moon
Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone
Playin’ in the sand and their favorite cartoon
As I recall, it was mid-October
I didn't know; I couldn't see
Their youth would soon be over
They were turnin’ into teens
The next time they saw me
They were eating salami and watchin' TV
I asked them what they’d been doin’
They said their life had been ruined
I asked “By whom.” They said “By me.”
I sent them to their rooms and counted to three
I wondered “What did I do to deserve this?”
When it was time to leave, I couldn’t believe it
They wouldn’t even give me a hug or a kiss…
It was the end of innocence
What could’ve happened in just one week?
I was so shocked I could barely speak…
She’d changed the locks and called the police
Who knows what she’d told them about me?
My youngest girl came over to me
And she was sad and crying
I sat her down on my knee
And she said “Mommy’s lying
She’s trying to make you look bad
To that mean police man
And now I’m boilin’ mad
I think you’re a good dad.”
I know it’s been quite a long time
Since things have been fine between you and me
But just because we're on the skids
Doesn't mean you can use my kids against me
That’s where I draw the line
So take my advice
I know the truth can hurt
Be kind and be nice
No need to drag them through the dirt
We have to work together
If we hope to make it through
Stay focused and stay on track
And be careful what we say and do
And one day we’ll look back and smile
Once we’ve walked that second mile
We’ve aced the test and won the trial
Done our best with grace and style
As far as I'm concerned
The world don’t need more Girls Gone Wild
We need to learn to see the world
Through the eyes of a child
Showing posts with label biblical poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label biblical poetry. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
I'LL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU
by Stan C. Countz
I was there before you were ever born
Before your arms and legs were formed
I was there when you turned away
I’ll be there ‘til your dyin’ day
CHORUS
Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you
Men will come; men will go
You will reap what you sow
I’ll always love you; I’ll always care
I’ll always be there for you
You were confused and you couldn’t cope
I carried you when you’d given up hope
You thought I’d turned my back on you
But I’ll always be faithful and true
CHORUS
Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you
All we like sheep have gone astray
Turned every one to his own way
You can always count on me
I’ll be there ‘til your dyin’ day
CHORUS
Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you
I knew I’d die to save you
Before I ever made you
I was there before you were ever born
Before your arms and legs were formed
I was there when you turned away
I’ll be there ‘til your dyin’ day
CHORUS
Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you
Men will come; men will go
You will reap what you sow
I’ll always love you; I’ll always care
I’ll always be there for you
You were confused and you couldn’t cope
I carried you when you’d given up hope
You thought I’d turned my back on you
But I’ll always be faithful and true
CHORUS
Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you
All we like sheep have gone astray
Turned every one to his own way
You can always count on me
I’ll be there ‘til your dyin’ day
CHORUS
Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you
I knew I’d die to save you
Before I ever made you
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