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When I found dry land, I was already old
And well passed my prime
I’d drifted so long away from home
Father I could not recognize

I could tell by his hat it was him all right
As he shuffled down to the dock
A smile had I, proud like a child
I held him with all of my might
He said under his breath, son, you are motherless
She went up last March
Her fading words before destiny
Were, I loved him from afar

He helped me home to where I was born
And he laid me down in my bed
I lay motionless, my grief not shy
My guilt larger than life
He was 73 on a very good day
As he struggled to catch his breath
From years of smoke his teeth were yellow
And was living his one last leg

So, I told him then of the things I had learned
From the sea, time and him
And I told him too that forgiveness came
With a cold and sober wind
I came home to care for them
Before me my father wept
He’d held those tears for forty years
Not even my mother was blessed

He loved her so and now alone
Could find no reason on
His work was done and proud was he
Too proud to carry on
He asked for help only a son could give
It was not I to refuse
He knew a place that was swift and deep
Where his last love was true

So, I walked with him, we arm in arm
He told me of their years
And how I broke my own mothers’ heart
That he could never mend
So, I helped him down a very steep bank
Down to mercy’s edge
He made me swear, took a lock of my hair
To meet St. Peter there

So, off he went, no tear shed he
And I wept like a child
I sang him verse, Amazing Grace
‘Til not him saw I
So full was I of misery
I stumbled into the deep
My God, my mother, my fathers’ soul
And mine will you keep

When I found dry land, I was already old
And well passed my prime

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