This is for the Cinderalla’s, the Rudy’s, and the 6th
man that get over looked.
This ones for the winner that is too determined to be
defeated.
Find A Way
This is for the walking wounded, for the numb that can’t
feel the missed mended holes within
them.
This is for the weeping widows and widowers in the waiting
rooms of hospitals. For the
surgeons that did not save a life today.
Find
A Way
This is for the weary.
The ones that give up, so they become the mail man or the garbage
man. This is for the kid that
wakes up crying from a bad dream and mom’s not their to sing a lullaby.
This is to the kid shootin in the rain.
This ones for the middle aged men still running from their
problems because pops never taught them how to solve them. This ones for the ones that walk without being led.
Find
A Way
This is for the girl that got a perfect childhood, but her
best friend didn’t. Or the girl
that misses out on Daddy Daughter Dates.
This is to the boy tryin on his brother’s football pads,
flexing in the mirror. This is to
the fathers that take a day off of work and go fly fishin with their sons. This is for Sophie Barton. And how she made life so
beautiful.
This is to the man on the moon.
If he can do it, then why can’t you?
And this one, this ones for me, because I deserve it. And so do you.
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