Dear Daddy ~<\/p>\n
At 6, I howled when you took a hammer to my bed.<\/p>\n
I couldn’t know that we were moving, despite what you said.<\/p>\n
Mommy tried to intervene, but all I knew was broke.<\/p>\n
You tried to comfort me, I’m sure, your shirt front soaked<\/p>\n
with tears. Forgive you? I could not, not at 6 years old.<\/p>\n
But I could forget, and that I did. Although the story told<\/p>\n
of differences in what we saw, and what we did about it.<\/p>\n
Each move to each new base, each house slightly more crowded.<\/p>\n
New babies grew, old friends\u00a0withdrew. We had another home.<\/p>\n
I howled again. My broken heart hated how distance loomed<\/p>\n
across the ocean, far away. Would all my family die?<\/p>\n
Would Grandma & Aunt Bonnie live? YOU made me say goodbye.<\/p>\n
I wish that I could tell you, now, I too have moved away ~<\/p>\n
from bitter words and accusations, from all age has allayed.<\/p>\n
I wish that we could talk once more, and you would share your stories.<\/p>\n
And I would put my hand in yours, and we would be at ease.<\/p>\n
And you would laugh that laugh we share, and share where we have roamed.<\/p>\n
Knowing now that where we are, together, is our home.<\/p>\n
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