Last I spoke to my Father
We had a chat about the weather
And spoke at length about the politics
We had a chat like we always do
Where we talked about, the this, the that
The there, the where and mostly the English weather
Last I spoke to my Father
He asked about the family, the family
And how life was treating one, one I say "is just fine"
As follows, there is always that awkward pause
Before the conversation goes into a long chatter, rather
At the point of essential, just when my call unit runs out
Last I spoke to my Father it was about a chatter
It has been a long while now... I say, since we had a chatter
So today I bought a call card to call my Father for a chatter
sweeet tribe to your Dad.
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I can relate to this immensely, in my own relationship with my old man.
ReplyDeleteSuch a relateable piece--I loved the tone and rhythm of this!
ReplyDeleteI can feel the connection between you and your father. It touched my heart.
ReplyDeleteWhenever it's about a father and the sometimes really difficult relationships that parent and children have, I can relate... Sometimes it's hard to say I love you...
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