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Let It Work Out Right This Time

I once hired a very young father to work at my tire store. Hard worker, good heart, but he and his wife were poor as church mice. He was so embarrassed to ask me for a pay advance on his first check. I thought about them that night. 

I asked the boss for a pay advance
‘Til my first check, Friday next;
Thirty bucks for milk and bread,
It’s not what she expects.

A forty-watt bulb in a one room flat
And an eighteen-month-old son;
A brand new town and a ’69 Dodge
That I pray each day will run.

Maybe this job and a little time
Will pull us from the bind;
When every need must meet a dime,
Despair is fair defined.

The clothes MUST last, the health MUST hold!
Dear God, please let it be;
Let it work out right this time
For baby, wife, and me.

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Wes Stephenson

Author, motorcyclist, poet, and adventurer. Let's journey together.



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