If I wasn’t here
would you wonder
where I had gone
If I came home late
would you ponder about me
or your dinner plate
When the children cry
will you call out my name
so their screams won’t interfere
with your playoff game
Am I your reason for living
or a convenience in life
Do you think more of me as a maid
or do I still count as your wife
I still remember
when you dropped to one knee
you said you’d liberate me
you said you’d set me free
But all I’ve done
is replace one cell for another
you don’t want a companion
you want a replacement for your mother
So if you ever want me back
be the man you used to be
the man who put me first
the man who used to see
If I wasn’t here tomorrow
would you wonder where I had gone
you used to have me in your arms
but it’s time to say so long
Signed,
Taken for granted
by Fred Cuellar the Diamond Guy?