5 Ds
(Donny, Donald, Don, Daddy, Dad)
When he left me one August
Left all that he had.
An artist, a drifter
He often seemed sad.
Oh how my heart aches
To think
He was finally glad.
Donny, Donald, Don, Daddy, Dad
He was in my head always
In my head I was mad.
My body was twisted
My mind was a tad
Bit rocky. I noticed
I would live out my days
And make
My evenings into a fad
Donny, Donald, Don, Daddy, Dad
But in the end
Here I am.
I guess all I can say
Is He lit a spark
That will burn bright…. One Day.
August 11, 1999
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