When Joe was five his scraped his knee,
He'd done it as he fell from the climbing tree
He cried to his mommy, and she said he'd be fine
It was his daddy that made him better in time
His daddy sat beside him and handed him the red packet of colourful sweets.
He told Joe that the green ones, would stain all his teeth.
Life is full of colours. He said to his son.
Dont let anything make you only see one.
When Joe was eighteen he had his heart broke.
Constantly visiting their initials carved into the old oak.
He moaned to his friends and they called him a dud
It was his father that stepped up, with a good manly hug
He sat beside him and handed him the red packet of colourful sweets.
He told Joe that the green ones, would stain all his teeth.
Life is full of colours. He said to his son.
Dont let anything make you only see one.
When Joe was 29, he got fired from his current job.
It was the same day his apartment got robbed
His dad was by him, helped him get back on his feet
And there he was, with that same old treat.
He sat beside him and handed him the red packet of colourful sweets.
He told Joe that the green ones, would stain all his teeth.
Life is full of colours. He said to his son.
Dont let anything make you only see one.
Joe fell ill at forty-two, the cancer too big to cure
He lay in the hospital bed, as his dad walked through the door
The pain was evident on his papas face
And he gently pulled him in, for a loving embrace.
Joe looked at his dad and handed him the packet coloured red,
He watched his dad smile, and slowly shake his head.
Life is full of colours, to dad said son.
Dont let anything make you only see one.
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Darkest Nights|| Poetry And Prose
PoesiaI'm sure you understand what this means. A collection of various Poetry and Prose, written by yours truly. All have a hint of darkness to them.
