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FOR PETRA’S DADDY by Amy Hilgendorf

He wears what he wore this morning,
Same as last night,
A uniform of work, of service,
Of getting through the day.

His eyes elaborate.
Telling of a day of weary,
Of searching all day
For solutions that elude.

She cries.
But not to complain;
But because it’s the only way
She can say something’s not right.

She cries because she knows
That he always tries.
He can’t understand what she means,
But he tries all the solutions
Until he finds the one.

So she’ll cry again,
Because she knows he always tries,
And he’ll always find what she needs.

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