Angel On A Bar-Stool Poem by cheryl davis miller

Walked into a dim-lit bar room.
I just had to get away.
I'd said so much already and,
had much more I'd like to say.
For five years we had been married,
angers full up to the brim.
Always have to be the giver,
I'll give no more time to him.

Found her sitting on a bar stool,
cigarette and drink in hand.
Felt safe sitting down beside her,
thinking she might understand.
Had a calloused look about her,
bleach blonde hair and soft brown eyes.
She smiled up in recognition,
saw more than I'd, realize.

An angel on a bar-stool said,
'Girl you ain't seen nothing yet
wait until you're looking back through
twenty years, of sad regret.
Time has a way to open eyes,
so we see where we've gone wrong.
Time has no ability to
make the nights not seem, so long'.

Said, ' Well I once had a husband,
little girl, a home and all.
It got old and life seemed empty.
Hey, I heard the wild call.
Looked around and found lots of things,
to fill the lonely hours.
Too late found cheatin', cheated me
sure ain't been hearts and flowers'.

Half listening, half thinking back,
holding tears in as she spoke.
After hearing her sad story,
my fight seemed like such a joke.
I tried but I could not recall,
how it had even started.
My eyes were opened up by the
words, of the broken-hearted.

An angel on a bar stool said,
'Girl you ain't seen nothing yet
wait until you're looking back through
twenty years, of sad regret.
Time has a way to open eyes,
so we see where we've gone wrong.
Time has no ability to
make the nights not seem, so long'.


c.d.m. 2010 lyrics