I see her in a plain red dress
not quite like little orphan Annie
because her hair is straight brown
but she takes the man’s hand
who seems to be her dad
sitting at a round table in a brown suit
from Father Knows Best
but the feeling is like home
He’s reading the newspaper
like they do in the fifties
but as soon as she grabs hold
he turns, stands and follows
where she wants him to come see
and I think that’s how it goes
when I wanna show God something
and he ooohs and ahhhs
over the tiny flower I found
or pets that puppy next door
or we laugh together
while he fixes whatever’s
broken just like that
broken just like that
he comes when I reach
or sometimes when I don’t
and I remember I’m not an orphan
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Photo credit: Depositphotos.com #91173348, Standard License
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