An Ode To Langston Hughes

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The days are long

The roads are hard

Hate coming home

To find my clothes in the yard

The nights grow cold

The years get long

Always come home

To find out I’ve been wrong

One day I come home

To find my clothes in the house

My wife at home

My kids quiet as a mouse

The days go by quickly

The nights even faster

Now my life is right

For its filled with laughter.