A Hard Glass

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Hard Glass

By Paul McCann

Life can be lonely now and then

without a friend or two ,

when no one seems to care

about what I’m going through

there’s a hard glass that I own in the cupboard on a shelf

and I’ll pour in a little drop and drink to my good health

When I’m lying in my bed

and sleep won’t come easily

I’ll get up on my feet

with a hard glass next to me.

Like an old boat in a jar , we never really go too far,

see a hard glass there and me know exactly who we are

Sweet dreams for the sorrow and a  better day tomorrow

and all I understand is a  hard glass in my hand

Hardships come and go

until good times come along ,

a hard glass is all I know

soon my troubles will be gone ,

when the world all has gone mad

and the best friend that I’ve  had

is the hard glass that I have

that keeps me from going bad

A hard glass for the suffering and a hard glass for the tears,

a hard glass for the sad

and lonely years