Hard Cards

His daddy died when he was ten

His mother was never the same again

She wasn’t all there for raising him

So he grew up being taken in

by school buddies & family friends

Though the pain was obvious in his eyes,

Despite all the things that traumatized him,

To everybody’s great surprise

He’s overcome it & he’s thriving

He’s sure hell-bent on surviving

He never really was one for whining

about the hard cards dealt in his life

he just pressed on, kept on shining

By: J.N.R Dutton

When I wrote this poem/these lyrics, the style I had in mind for an accompanying melody was kind of fast paced bluegrass. Maybe I will share an audio version with said accompaniment, sometime, with added verses of course.

 

 

 

Published by J.N.R Dutton

Husband, father, artist, writer, musician, art promoter, among other things.

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