NO MORE HUGS AND KISSES

‘BLESS ME FATHER FOR I HAVE SINNED.   30 OR MORE YEARS IT’S BEEN.
BUT WORLD EVENTS HAVE BROUGHT ME TO THIS OVERDUE CONFESSION.
THE EVENTUAL DEMISE OF MY CHOSEN PROFESSION.  IS GOD TRYING TO TEACH US A LESSON?

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(THERE’LL BE)  NO MORE HUGS AND KISSES. AT LEAST NOT FOR A WHILE.
ONLY HITS AND MISSES. AFFECTION’S NOT IN STYLE.  I MISS YOU ALL, & HOW I MISS YOUR SMILE.

AS WE WONDER WITH BITS OF NEWS. LEAVING EVERYONE CONFUSED.
I WAS TOLD I CAN’T HOLD MY NEICE WHO’S 3 YEARS OLD. 
THAT GIRL I MET, WILL SHE FORGET? WILL HER TRAIL RUN COLD?
HER MEMORY IS ALL I HAVE TO HOLD.

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WE DIDN’T EXPECT A THING.  I’D TAKE YOU UNDER MY WING.  AND FLY….AWAY UP HIGH AND SING.

NOW I’VE CONFESSED. AM I ALL RIGHT?  WILL I FINALLY SLEEP TONIGHT? 
CAN’T SEE MY DAUGHTER OR MY MOM. GUESS WE’LL HAVE TO CARRY ON.
WASH MY HANDS. HIDE MY FACE. ADIOS,( SAY GOODBYE)  HUMAN RACE.
CHECK MY SENSES. CHECK MY SENSE OF TASTE.

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