by Robert Harrison

Created on: January 05, 2009   Last Updated: December 25, 2010

A gentle-man I work with

He dident have a wife

He had a special daughter

They had a special life

When he started work here

He came in late each day

A lazy person,this I thought

I will have dock his pay

I watched him very carefully

Most day,s  just the same

I was getting livid!

I thought "whats his little game"

I got him in my office

To tell him how I thought

If  this should continue

I would have to do,what I really ought

Then he told his story

About his wife who had died

He told me all the details

Then I nearly cried

He did the work of two

A mother and a dad

His girl and him were happy

Not in the least bit sad

The reason that he came in late

Mostly every day

He had to do the school run

And that got in the way

I told my wife about this story

And at me she got mad

I was really not to blame

But of course. I looked real bad

The man we now speak of

A tradesman in his right

My wife now doe,s the school run

Each morning and each night

You must see him, to beleive this person

Making the best of what he,s got

Giving without exception

Whether right or not

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