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sun shines through windows
we used to look out as children
waiting for our dad to come up the walk
that I skinned my knee on
when my brother and I got in a fight
like the fights between our mom and dad
when the silence didn’t end
after the door slammed
and dad’s car sped away
and he stopped sleeping at home
at first the visits were frequent
as time went by
we saw him less and less
then it was just weekends
just holidays
now there’s a new family
a new mom
a new brother
a new sister
no room for the old family
I still sit in front of that window
waiting to see the tan car pull up
see my dad walking up the steps
giving me a hug and saying
“I’ve come home”
Aimee Therres
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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 |
| Submitted Date |
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Monday, December 27, 2010 |
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