It is a difficult thing being loved
When you have other things on your mind
it is indeed a difficult thing to be loved
by one who just will not go away
who incessantly comes to rhyme
all the goddamn time.
It is a difficult thing to be loved
when you are already loved
by family, friends and have so many
real problems going on in your life,
being loved is difficult.
Love is irrelevant when
the house payment waits to be made,
the car needs repair,
the dog keeps digging up the back yard,
your children are moving away
and then comes this guy with his love.
It is a difficult thing to be loved when you have love
and real problems too many to count
and dare not accept his help.
How difficult it is to be loved.
I am too tired to write this poem.