A Poem For T.T.'s


When even my family didn't care
T.T. Reynolds still was there
The people became like family
Always there to watch over me
The bar became a home
The one safe place
I knew I could go
What this place means to me
You could never know
I could try and explain it
But you probably wouldn't get it
My heart breaks when I think
About it closing
It kills me to know
What I'll be losing
I hope and I pray
Please God don't
Take my T.T.'s away
My soul aches and I dread the day
When they come and take my home away

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a poem I wrote about a bar that closed three years ago when I was still fighting for it. It was the first place that felt like home since I was 8. I will always miss it.

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