.waiting line theory.

P. S. Burton

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The cold wind blew
Across the starry night
The trees stood still
Asking the moon to
Stay away to night

The candles blew out
In the old home on top
Of the hills an a man
Sat there quiet and calm
In his old rocking chair
Thinking of his life
Of all those wonderful things
That he dreamed off but
Never followed through with

Over in the wooded area a wolf
Howled at the moonless night
An the man sat quiet and calm
Still not afraid not in shame of
A useless life but confident
That he did do something right

The old man sat there
And there he stayed

Alone and Cold.