My Daddy and I had a long talk today,

He asked if I blamed him for mommy going away.

He said he knew he hadn't been much of a Dad,

But when mommy left, it had hurt him bad.

Do you wish you had gone with mommy instead?

I crawled upon my Daddy's lap and said:

"Daddy I know I am only age eight,

I'd hear you and mommy argue until late.

Oh Daddy I want you to understand,

I don't need mommy to hold my hand,

I have you and that is plenty enough,

You have the strength for both of us.

I do get scared and I sometimes cry,

And I even ask myself sometimes why.

But Daddy the nights are quiet once again

Like they used to be way back when."
 



Written by Sandi Jones (c) 

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Midi Playing "Daddy's Home"