I saw my dad for the first time He was just lying there quiet He had lost he had lost his whole mind And went on a non-purpose diet I asked can I help you look for what you lost He turned over and said I feel normal Me of many words but now at loss The fact I couldn’t help him makes me boil Why dad why won’t you let me help you I asked Then I turn to my son and say Looking down at while I stare in the glass You have helped me in so many ways The worlds painful, but smiles make joy We paint with love, but our feelings are coy
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