Before She Decides She’s No Longer My Girl

She tells me she’s lonely.

She says,”I miss you. When are you coming to visit?”

Her sister asks, “Why aren’t you here with her?”

I’m happy my girl wants me with her but the work is here.

The work is here and the money’s here.

The money I send her so she can finish school. The money I try to save for a trip to see her.

But there are other expenses that have nothing to do with her.

And they have nothing to with me other than I’ve agreed to pay them.

And I’ve agreed to pay them because a child’s welfare is at stake.

A ten year old boy who needs care and attention.

I’m not the only person helping him.

His grandmother helps him.

The neighbors down the street help him.

Even his dad has come out of hiding to “be there” for his “baby boy.”

But I foot most of the bill.

It’s my choice and I don’t want to stop providing support but I need to see my girl…

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About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
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