Mar. 16, 2004,21:09
One of the many things I take for granted
There is a man
Who lives next to me
In my brick apartment
He never leaves
And I've wondered:
What does a man who has all of that time on his hands do?
But I've come to no conclusions
Just this:
If I did not have a job,
I would be just like him.
People are so important.
But sometimes we take living for granted.
And I do that more than I know.
Who lives next to me
In my brick apartment
He never leaves
And I've wondered:
What does a man who has all of that time on his hands do?
But I've come to no conclusions
Just this:
If I did not have a job,
I would be just like him.
People are so important.
But sometimes we take living for granted.
And I do that more than I know.