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Jan 2016
Hey Dad
I’m asking that you bring me home
I can’t make it through life alone
I’m struggling through my problems all alone
There’s people here, but they don’t understand
They’re not going through the life I am
I just want to come home and stay
I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait until that day
When I’m home and everything’s ok
I want to come home so people can’t affect the way I feel
And the promises people make are real

I want you to come pick me up today
And take me to that place in the sky
Where’s there’s no hunger
and there’s no pain
I want to come home
where I don’t have to worry about money because my bank is low
Dad I’m tired of being here on Earth
So I’m asking that you come down from the Heavens and bring me home
This isn't a poem about my biological Father. It's a poem about God.
Written by
Andrew H  Greenfield, OH
(Greenfield, OH)   
   m i a and Daisy May
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