Saint by Name

Posted on December 17, 2012

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Saint by name
A good man is he
Fights for a happy life
His daughter his reason to be

Nothing matters more than her
He doubts nothing ever will
But sometimes he wants more
A hole he needs to fill

For sometimes he’s lonely
And would like not to be
To awake with someone special
Someone in who he can believe

But his daughter comes first
Always had and always will
Much would he do for her
She’s the only thing that’s real

He doesn’t want much in life
A good job and some comforts
Enough to get by and treat his girl
To take away the hurt

For now though he fights on
Doing all he can
Separated by the miles
In the same land

*For Michael K

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