Dad, can you hear me now?
What did you grasp when waters got rough?
Can you tell me, somehow?
The house needs fixing--show me how.
Bare hands, or heavy gloves?
Dad, can you hear me now?
Give me calm words, unfurrow my brow.
When should I trade a hawk for a dove?
Can you tell me, somehow?
How much should anyone allow?
Gentle nudges or anxious shoves?
Dad, can you hear me now?
When did you know to make your vows?
Why did I never ask about love?
Can you tell me, somehow?
To whom--or what--should I bow?
When is love truly enough?
Dad, can you hear me now?
Can you tell me, somehow?
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