Poor little rich girl can't you see?
It's no great crime if you speak to me.
True, I'm old and have long been wed.
Some might even say that I'm "soft in the head."
But I've no need of what I already have.
You can call me old-timer or even call me Dad.
Sure, I'll watch the children while you talk with my wife.
Perhaps she can help you to straighten out your life.
It's so true that we can't make him love you.
And it won't do much good if we feel sorry for you.
At least hold your head up..Go on with your life.
Cause hate can cut deeper than a razor-sharp knife-
Rest your head on Mother's shoulder and cry some more.
No need to feel embarrassed..It's been done before.
You can come back later if you feel a need to weep.
We're not going anywhere..We're just across the street.
Sometimes I feel like a busy-body, but geez, a body can't
help but hear and see what goes on. The children are aged
two and three years. They are precious. Makes me sad for
them and their mother's sake...Oh Lordy! I am becoming an
old softy..:)
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