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It's a summer day, dad is coming home How long he's been away, I don't really know It's me and mom, he won't be long He'll want to have his space He walks through the door We can't ignore the look upon his face He says "what is this?" He can't resist a shoe left out of place He'll fuss and groan I can't be home I learn to stay away It's not all bad, I'll give him that But I sure can't remember the good It feels so wrong, I know it won't be long Until the shoe is on the other foot It's a summer day, dad is coming home How long he's been away, since 8:00 this morning It's me and Will, we can't sit still We see him through the window pane He walks through the door We can't ignore the look upon his face He says "what is this?" He can't resist a hundred snowflakes We stapled them around the room He said he likes it better this way It's not all good, I never said it would But I would choose you any day Because you find a way to make things okay Even when you feel out of place If I am me because of a family tree, that's alright with me. But you are you in spite of the things you knew And that's a testament to you.
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Jul 17, 2022
Jul 17, 2022 at 3:10 AM UTC
Coming Home (7/1/2020)
It's a summer day, dad is coming home How long he's been away, I don't really know It's me and mom, he won't be long He'll want to have his space He walks through the door We can't ignore the look upon his face He says "what is this?" He can't resist a shoe left out of place He'll fuss and groan I can't be home I learn to stay away It's not all bad, I'll give him that But I sure can't remember the good It feels so wrong, I know it won't be long Until the shoe is on the other foot It's a summer day, dad is coming home How long he's been away, since 8:00 this morning It's me and Will, we can't sit still We see him through the window pane He walks through the door We can't ignore the look upon his face He says "what is this?" He can't resist a hundred snowflakes We stapled them around the room He said he likes it better this way It's not all good, I never said it would But I would choose you any day Because you find a way to make things okay Even when you feel out of place If I am me because of a family tree, that's alright with me. But you are you in spite of the things you knew And that's a testament to you.
For my dad
#father#parents#abuse#healthy#family
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caroline-stradley
26/F/American
Jul 17, 2022
Jul 17, 2022 at 3:10 AM UTC
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