My father received plenty of assistance from the christian god but me, I got nothing much to write home about.
Perhaps this result has something to do with the fact that pops
inquired about load carrying aid every friggin day for 30 plus
winters while I anxiously pleaded for a wee bit of a
boost for only 30 hours or so. That’s also likely
why it feels kinda weird to be asking myself
to help myself these daze but the support
is required and the thought that I can
pull myself up by my own bootstraps
grows in my perception every day
and I have to admit I’m seeing
proof because that shindig
caused this story to be
Thank you, friend.