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As we rode through a fog, my father and I the car we were in, seemed to know its way home Someone's hands on the wheel,.....but no eyes on the road We were numb from the cold. There were no words to say .... We had navigated the night through a hospital haze, clinging to a hope, that was slipping away Until the end of the world came upon the new day Driving home in the car, unable to talk, our hopes and our tears had nowhere to land. If just one would escape, where would it go? No shoulder, ...no dam. How would they stop?... My Dad was in shock, as he stood by the gate, a glaze in his eyes, ...... and a million years old My feet froze in place, and knees shivered cold but without hesitation, I reached out to hold his hand in the dark, and took the control I took him inside, and with deliberate intrusion I fed him some soup, and put him to bed He was the child, and I the adult Day after day, somehow by default our roles were reversed, ...and I became strong My childhood had ended,.....and his had begun _______________________________________________________ Written originally for "The Fault Line" Contest 4/23/15 sponsored by Anthony Slausen Submitted for Brian's Contest: Late April 2018 contest
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