Another day spent in my Hell
Alone with my maturity and the pain
The sun is hanging out in a blue sky
And the air is cool and dry for a change
But it's still Hell inside my parental head
The seed of my loins has grown tall
Yet exhibits the shortcomings of the world
Having a sense of self entitlement
With absolutely no sense of responsibility
That apple fell far from my tree
Rolling over closer to her mother's
As a loving father and man of goodwill
I want to open my heart and my wallet
For I would die a thousand times over
If it would change her burden
But the truth I must face today
Is the truth she will have to face tomorrow....
Life is full of both joys and sorrows
Either or.....
The bills must still be paid


(2007)

Ted Sheridan

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-late-payments-on-youthful-bliss/