Copyright @ 2004 Brian D Roberts, Pen Name Is; Lark Douglas
Dedicated To My Dear Friend Barbara. Good Luck My Friend
To Chance To Have No Luck It Seems; I've Tried So Hard For The Job I Need!
But Fate Has Dealt Me A Wicked Blow; So Now I'll Go Where I Must Go!
What Must I Do To Find Some Work; To Become Worthy Of This Sweet Earth?
How Far Away The Good Times Seem; But They Could Be Here By Tomorrow, Oh Please!
I Pray, I Search, I Hunt In Vain; To Find The Work That Will Feed My Brain!
Yet All About Me Seems So Grey; And I Have Yet To Run Away!
I've Heard Those Sayings, but They Don't Mean Much; They All Seem Empty, and Out Of Touch!
So I'll Keep Looking For The Dreams I Need; Unto My Life A Job I Need!
I Wont Give Up If I Can Try; But The World Around Me Makes Me Cry!
So I'll Keep Looking As Best I Can; Thus In God's Hands I Place My Plan!
So Wish Me Luck For The Work I Seek; Give Me The Support When I Am Weak!
Let Me Have The Job I Need; For Then My Life Will Fill With Glee!
Good Luck My Friend, I'm Here For You; I'll Try My Best To Help You Too!
For You're The Friend Of Whom I Fend; Until This life Does Come to End!