Everyday
Everyday
Everyday I worry and think
Worrying more than thinking
That they will cast the die
And daddy will die
He will turn to dust
Just as metals rust
And I will mourn
Like the moon
When the sun rises
And brings day
In my dull grey cloak
Crying like grandfather’s clock
When dawn is near
And he isn’t here.
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