Good Ole’ Sam

This Is Why

I could have retired,
A year or two ago;
I could have rode the corporate bus,
And watch the dollars grow.

I could have gone on painfully,
Trying to impress;
I could have played the corporate game,
But didn’t nonetheless.

I was away everyday,
I missed my family;
I know it’s hard to understand,
My sensitivity.

I missed my boys, I missed the joys,
Of my community;
I wanted just to be a part,
Of this family.

So I chose survival,
It’s hard to understand;
I chose to be a leader but,
It didn’t go as planned.

We worked things out together,
You helped me beat the drum;
We grew our independence,
Yet together we were one.

For our kids it was a chance,
For all of us to grow;
They saw things happen, good and bad,
It was great for them to know.

I saw an opportunity,
Our boys could watch and see;
They’d learn to take the world head-on,
And choose what they could be.

Crossroads became the center,
To many folks in town;
We became a stopping point,
For folks when they were down.

With a guitar, they were a star,
Out on our showroom floor;
It helped them with reality,
To leave life at the door.

It’s not made up, it’s not a lie,
They’d say it to my face;
“I really love my time in here. It’s such a happy place.”

I could have retired but,
I didn’t know your plan;
I thought the trip was side by side,
I didn’t understand.

But not at the beginning,
Our work went hand in hand;
We built our place from four bare walls,
I thought you liked our plan.

Challenges and drawbacks,
They happened on a dime;
I never felt as close to you,
Like that intensive time.

In my heart, that’s what I felt,
That you and I could do;
I thought together you and I,
Could make this dream come true.

But my dream was not your dream,
Somehow I didn’t see;
That this dream would drive a wedge,
Between both you and me.

Wall Street crashed, we had no cash,
We hoped that it would change;
Instead it only made things worse,
Our life was rearranged.

I take responsibility,
For doing what was done;
I’ve never been the type of guy,
To simply cut and run.

Everything I’ve ever done,
Was done with you in mind;
Some was right and some was tied,
In knots I can’t unwind.

Through thick and thin my love for you,
Has never, ever waned;
Even at the worst of times,
It’s knowledge that I’ve gained.

I’ve learned respect, to tolerate,
The things I don’t agree;
You will laugh but it has helped with my anxiety.

I can only say I’m sorry,
For things that I have done;
I never meant to squash your dreams,
I thought our goals were one

I don’t mean to say it’s not that way,
We still walk hand in hand;
In everything we do in life,
I’ll always be your man.

Wispy sky of pink and blue,
Makes me only think of you;
Morning sky, in my mind’s eye,
Leads me to this song.

Taking time to think of you,
Wispy sky of pink and blue;
Bright sunrise, in my mind’s eye,
Make my feelings strong.

The beauty of horizons,
The beauty of your eyes;
Are things that make my mind erase a world that’s full of lies.

Taking time to be here now,
Following a mindful vow;
To stop and smell the roses,
That bloom from day to day.

Wispy skies of blue and pink,
Can only help me stop and think;
Those brilliant skies, in my mind’s eye,
Can make me feel this way.

The beauty of horizons, The beauty of your eyes; are things that make my mind erase a world that’s full of lies.

“I see the Empire State Building,”
He said with eyes a-wide.
“We’ll be driving past it,”
I smiled as I replied.

“Can I see it close up, from my side of the van?”
“Just look right out your window Son,
I’m certain that you can.

“Thank you, Dad! This is great, we’ll see Flat Iron, too?”
“No son, that is downtown, but a tunnel we’ll go through. “

“Oh cool. We’ll go through it? Is it by the Guggenheim?”
“No Son, that is uptown, we’ll be through it in no time. “

“You mean the tunnel? Don’t you Dad? That’s what we’re going through?”
“That’s right Son, it’s called Midtown, we’ll hit the Lincoln, too. “

“We learned about the city, Dad,
This year in class, in school.”
“Hey, there’s a yellow taxi,
The city is so cool!”

“That’s Madison Square Garden? How come it’s shape is round?”
“Hey there’s the Chrysler Building, it’s over there uptown.”

“Thanks for taking this road Dad. Seeing this is fun!”
“I’m glad you like it, little man! No problem, Jack my son.”