Saturday, January 8, 2022

Glorious . . .

Jonny came from far across the sea
Looking for some opportunity.
In his land there's almost none.
He's only one of many millions.
No one told him streets were paved with gold
Like they used to in the days of old.
But he heard from some who knew
Of all the things to do,
He could accomplish

Searching for glorious freedom 
Here in America.
He can be anything
He wants to be.
With his wealth accumulating, 
And he's got every liberty,
Deep in his heart he knows he
Never will be free.
 
Jonny took a wife they had a child
A year or two before they came stateside.
And he had such big brown eyes,
Too young to realize what he was seeing.
On the surface one would never guess
That this family wasn't quite as blessed
As you might believe they were.
He isn't sure of her
Or where they're heading.

Someone from oh so long ago still remains
Firmly embedded in his soul.
She wasn't of the same persuasion as he.
His friends and family convinced him
That it couldn't be.
Broken hearts take time.
Broken hearts take time to heal.

When he finally felt the strength he'd need
To live the kind of life he'd like to lead.
As the heartache dulled with time,
Made up his mind,
Back when he married.
Realizing that he'd never find 
The true companion that he had in mind,
Like the one he almost had.
He placed a wanted ad
In the local paper.     





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