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Thursday, March 25, 2010

Father And Son

Off to work, off to school
Home by 3, home by 5.
Tired bored, and sick of the day gone by.
Asked me how my day was and I said fine.
Go to my room, do my homework.
Come out to find him snoring in the chair.
Maybe tomorrow we will talk somewhere,
Or maybe the week will go by and all that is said is fine.
But hopefully not, I’ll say a phrase but then go run away.
Austin Heffner
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