When he remembers his nest,seldom regrets, not coming home.
Puts his boots,buttons his jacket,
sends a text,live lunch I am on my way,
Gets distracted,becomes lost into busy,gets carried away,
time passes,before he knows it he’s removing his jacket,
Places boots by the door,day ends,text I wont be coming again,
His farther is saddened again,as he pours the lunch he left down into the basket.
Let us make time for the ones we love,let us make space for those we call family as they will not always be there,
so today let us show that we care.