Drink and Strong Hands

[geekgirlxrds]

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Drink and Strong Hands

Father where are you now
I see you no more
Father where are you now
You’re not there again
Some may call you a broken man
But I call you home

You taught me as a child
To hold onto my dreams
You taught me as a child
That I could learn anything under, in, or above the sun
Took me to desert lands
Set my spirit free
And you taught me as a young woman
Independent means
And some may call you a broken man
But I call you home

Father where have you been
within my small hand’s grasp
Yet standing statue, spirit gone
Drink and strong hands
They take you further on
Father where have you been
You have missed years
Father, they might call you a broken man
But I call you home

Original work by L Partin
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btw... i got my cast off today... i no longer walk like a paper doll
i now walk like an action figure (?)