Everyone has a good birthday and all the holidays filled
with toys, gifts and joy. For me, whatever I get my heart is
overjoyed, I don’t expect a thing.
The seasons come and go, sometimes I get real nice stuff,
Sometimes it’s just so-so, you will never hear me complain and
I’m never disappointed, because I never expect a thing.
Someone said to me, “Why don’t you expect some things
for holidays and special occasions?”
I have all that I need so it really does not matter, as long as
my folks are in good health, have food to eat, and money to
spend, I know my gifts will come in time my friend.
I don’t expect a thing, so I always get surprised and no
matter what the gift, what really matters is what’s inside.
I don’t expect a thing and my life is quite all right.
I don’t expect a thing and I always get treated real nice.
from Poetry of a Father Lover & Friend by William O. Johnson