Sweep it under the rug

Little stories of our lives

She told me 

to sweep this under the rug

I said what the heck I lost everything I love

I can not tell a lie or keep a secret

The story is an old one

it happen to me such a long time ago

I was robbed of my wife and my family

and she said good bye for good

Sent me packing

I had nowhere to turn

No one to run too

No one would hear

what I had to say

But I said it in a sad way

Some day I will have my say

and to those who shut their ears

will now be forced open

and they shall hear what I been holding in

my torment my sin

it's not truth or dare

its a knife in the heart

that frozen the warmth out of my Soul

struggles in life have there way of putting me down

Most people look at me like I'm a freak or a clown

Some say they would rather not want me around

Go it alone your out of control

We did all we could do for you

And I been thankful for all you have done

When I get to heaven I hope I forgiven for all my dirty deeds

and when I'm on my dying bed

Hold me up one more time to hear me say

how much I love those daughters of mine

You're just a phone call away

and I'm so proud when I hear your voice

Then you ask for some fatherly advice

I give what I can from what Wisdom I got

and may my Good Lord Smile down on me

With Good wisdom and thoughts

So they can raise their families better then I raised them

Throughout my life I made many mistakes

Sometimes for work I was late

I didn't always put in an honest day

But I paid the price for success

and I felt the heartbreak of failure

But I would do it all over again

If it meant I keep my family feed

So at this point at the end

All my mistake are forgiven

and the Good Lord

Finds it in his heart to

Sweep it under the rug.

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[ANTO]

It seems so wrong to point out typos on this the most honest of writes so I wont - they were insignificant in the grand scheme of things because this is a fathers wish for his daughters and a lesson for everyone else.
Im a better person for having read this Smitty and for that my poet friend, I thank you.