They got married in a hurry ,
and he told her not to worry .
Then he left her for another
And moved in with his new lover .
There was nothing more she could say
She left the city for the bay .
Now she sits and stares into space ,
And wipes off the tears from her face .
After they split she never said
anything of the child they'd made .
In his eyes there's so much to say ,
to the Father who went away .
Its ten years now since he's been gone .
It was hard but she carried on ,
Life was hard raising up a son .
But she did what had to be done .
By the bay the lonely waves break
And some nights it keeps her awake .
On the wet edge of her pillow
She weeps hard just like a willow .
Her bank account now is empty ,
And the hard times are a plenty ,
Sometimes she thinks that she should say
Of the boy who lives by the bay .
He doesn't know he is breathing ,
He doesn't know she is grieving ,
He doesn't know what happened there
He just left her in her despair .
He has never contacted her
He doesn't know his son is there .
So he lives there in the city ,
Isn't it an awful pity ?
Bp Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-10-05 10:34:10
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