Dear Dad

Father It's a love of sorts I cannot forget, but maybe I can forgive Father I cannot put things right With a green mini made of flowers Father I dreamed you were Captain Hook I was afraid of the rifle you kept by the bed Father I must confess I could count on a millipede's legs the times I wished you dead Father, if I was a man in your circumstance Would I have married her at all? Father, give it all up just to play the guitar Could I have been the son you wanted? If you had held on to a hand you weren't ready to play Father, I wanted to punish you Because you hurt other people to let out the pain Father, I had to protect myself I dealt with you yesterday at work in a more constructive way Father, I'm glad that you got my Christmas card Thanks for the letter that you sent Father, I'm sorry that I was too late You could have been the Dad we both wanted If I had put down a hand I wasn't ready to play And in the end, hugging a tree Just like James' prophecy You put your foot down with a full tank of cider And an exhaust pipe straw Father, if I was a man in your circumstance Would I have married her at all? Father, give it all up just to play the guitar Could I have been the son you wanted? If you had held on to a hand you weren't ready to play Father, I'll do what you wish you'd done back then Then nothing was wasted at all Father, Let's play Green Onions and I'll sing you a song Thanks for the apology in my bank account We'll see if we can work something out Father, I can smell the sky And the world feels a little younger today