I messed up once, I messed up again,
where did go wrong
well let me begin.
Sometimes I don't listen and
you say I don't care,
though my mind may be wandering,
my heart is still there.
I know you have your worries,
as do we all,
but my job is to be there
so you do not fall.
My job is to be here and
give you my heart,
all that I ask,
is for a fresh start.
Though we may struggle
and though we may fight,
the plans I have for us,
I'll never lose sight.


Dedicated to my BETTER half(my wife)

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