8 Days Out Poem by Rob G. Gifford

I’m 8 days out on a 30 day ride

workin’ on the river and it’s cold outside

when the works all done and there’s nothin’ to do

I think about my life

and I think of you

I wanna’ go home but I really need the money

I’m lonely now and I miss you honey

it’s 2 a.m. as the fog rolls in

I can’t see the land but I know where I’ve been

you can have my car and pawn your ring

you can have it all

take everything

I gave you my soul when I said 'I do'

but I guess it didn’t mean that much to you

so I’m 8 days days on a 30 day ride

workin’ on the river and it’s cold outside