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by Stephanie Tangedahl May 16, 2011 category : Life, society / other
They were easy, hard times But I never really cared During summer at our house You could hear the music blare We had some good days sometimes But others weren't so grand My loved ones started fading From the bare palm of my hand Life started to seem harder And it seemed everyone knew It came to me time after time Beliefs were becoming true We had fighting to look forward to Which became regular over time With their habits put together They'd spent way too many dimes After nineteen years of this She couldn't take it anymore She left without a warning Never came back through that door Anger overcame him first Then tears rolled down his face He wouldn't eat, all that he did was drink This routine went on for days I saw the note he wrote her And it brought sorrow to my heart It wasn't fair to us That we should have to see them part Slowly he began to go He hardly ever came around Sometimes I sat in silence Waiting for a snoring sound Eventually he left for good Moved about an hour away We were stuck with visitation And hope for somewhere else to stay Then four warm-hearted took us in And we stayed for a good six months But we needed somewhere else to live So we went on a homing hunt Now we have a trailer And that's good enough for me I doubted it, but life gets good No matter how hard times may be.