The Good Life
By
Kelly M. Kirkpatrick

She Wants the Good life.
She Wants the American dream.
She wants to party,
Even though it's later than it seems.
She has her reasons.
She has her dreams with her tonight.
She finds them pleasing.
One day her dreams will come to life.

But for now she'll work in the factory
Doing time and making wage.
She thinks about the pretty girls
Who fell upon the page
Of T.V. Guides and centerfolds
And fashion magazines,
Who climbed out of a gilded cage
Onto the silver screen.

The good life
Is something everybody should know:
A job and a lover, a place of your own.
But when it seems good fortune
Is not in the cards,
You pick up an ace
Who gives his regards.

She wants the good life.
She wants a place in the sun.
She wants to kiss you
And ease your mind
When the day is done.
She has her reasons.
She has a need for you tonight.
She'll have her season,
And you will share in her delight.

One day
Everything changes.
One day
Your worries are gone.
One day
You're traveling forward -
The glory of living
The words of a song.

And so it is written:
All stories must end.
The wine and the roses
Were only pretend.
A child's tea party -
Best wishes I send
To my grace and my lady.
Say we parted as friends.

She had a good life.
We all get what we deserve.
She was a good wife.
Her memory I will preserve
Within this locket
And in my heart and in my soul.
We reap the harvest
Before the bell begins to toll.