Tiny Candles
For every candle that I lit with care
Ten Hail Mary's were whispered in prayer
For each confession I was told to amend
I said all my Hail Mary's ending in Amen
If I was in the confessional without a sin
I would say honestly what a good boy I had been
Then I would still go light another candle and pray
The next time my dad came home, that he would stay
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