I woke up this morning
and considered my life
How different things might be
had I not met my wife
Would one son be an actor,
the other a scout
That my daughter would be lovely,
there is not a doubt
Would fate grant my prayer
for more fruitful years
Or would I just be a memory,
sailing on Jupiter's tears
This time I've been given
Has changed my perspective
The people I love
Are my only directive
How best I can I serve them
Father, husband, provider
What God would prefer
is the only decider
And if I'm successful
I'll assuage all their fears
And all will be well as I go...
sailing on Jupiter's tears.
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Fantastic Mark! Now that's a poem!
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