Honey, is that you?

Couldn’t figure out a good way to format this for blog purposes…so we’ll have to live with the dashes.

How long has it been
——–I don’t have enough fingers to count the days
Since I left
——–I spend my time wishing you were here
You, alone with the kids
——–Missing you more than the sun
I can’t wait…
——–Come home.

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