Take It From Me

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First memory of his voice I was only three
He asked me did I want sprinkles on the cone
Sunday after church sittin’ on his knee
Too young to know that someday he wasn’t comin’ home

Eyes so full of pride he walked me to the door
Suitcase in my hand dressed up from head to toe
Weeks turned into months and years became so short
The day I heard the news flew back from the coast

Wish I dialed that phone wrote that letter
And said one more goodbye
Maybe this would feel a little bit better
When I turn out the lights
So say what you mean beautiful bittersweet
Take it from me

Still got that faded photo I’m grinnin’ ear to ear
His beat up Catalina taught me how to drive
Took me to a ball game damn near every year
It was golden every moment ‘til we ran outta’ time

Wish I dialed that phone wrote that letter
And said one more goodbye
Maybe this would feel a little bit better
When I turn out the lights
So say what you mean beautiful bittersweet
Take it from me

Just about cried both my eyes out
On the way back to the house
Bought me some iced cream sat down for awhile
And started thinking out loud

Wish I turned that key spent a few more seconds
Looking in those eyes
Maybe this would feel a little bit better
When I turn out the lights
So say what you mean beautiful bittersweet
Take it from me

 - June 2019 -                                                                                            #281