Sylvester

by Randall Goodgame

The last seat on the plane leaving for nashville
she was no friend of mine
but she sat down next to me looking like a cat caught up a tree
I tried not to pay her any mind
but the reason for the season won me over
and I inquired about her history
the only story that she knew
i'm tellin now to you
just the way she told me.


Slyvester peddles coupons for the cleaners
39.95
His children are 3, 4 and 11
and once the oldest one was mine

but I left Sylvester before he left the ICU
when a drunk driver changed his life
and when they told me that he would never walk again
well, sylvey lost his wife.

And now I'm so sorry.
That i was so proud.

the only answer left to tell
since I put him through hell is..






who's happy now?




He had more stitches than a soccer ball
but his lungs could hold no air

how could anyone expect me to stay married she said.
Well the answer then was Lying there.
Oh well I loved my child
but i loved my freedom just a little more
there wasnt nothing, nobody could turn me around

like a worn out peice of tape, all the men that i would date
well they never seemed to stick around.


and now I'm so sorry
that i was so proud
the only answer left to tell
since I put him through hell is...
who's happy now?


mmmmmmm.

Sylvester left his wheelchair for a walker
I heard he carved out his own cane
and sometime there he asked our only daughter
to learn a brand new mother's name.
and they always invite me for christmas
this will be the first time that I go.
there's no reason to believe that the child I concieved
will forgive me.

but I want her to know.

that I'm so sorry.
that I was so proud.

and the only answer left to tell
since I put him through hell is.





who's happy now?

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