Country Poem #6: I'm Turning Into You
I'm Turning Into You
©1996 By Dean A. Ceran
On the day I left the Marine Corps and came back to our home
You and Mom were with the judge and you came home alone
Now a generation later the story turns part two
After just a dozen years, my wife is leaving, too
You know something, Dad, I think I'm turning into you
Mom told us that we were barely getting by
While you struggled making money
Was only half the reasons why
She said that when you were at home
You never noticed that she had cried
I've been lost, like you, in the things I've done
I do know now just how my kids must feel
For it's my attention that they say is gone
That makes those little hearts hard to heal
Now a generation later the story turns part two
After just a dozen years, my wife is leaving, too
You know something, Dad, I think I'm turning into you
Now, like you, I sit all alone and hope, beyond all hope
That someday they'll call, or write, then I'll feel less the dope
You know Dad it is sad but it is true
Remember all the heartache that you knew
It's now making me just a younger shade of blue
Yes Dad, I can see how I'm turning into you
Now a generation later the story turns part two
After just a dozen years, my wife is leaving, too
You know something, Dad, I think I'm turning into you
©1996 By Dean A. Ceran
On the day I left the Marine Corps and came back to our home
You and Mom were with the judge and you came home alone
Now a generation later the story turns part two
After just a dozen years, my wife is leaving, too
You know something, Dad, I think I'm turning into you
Mom told us that we were barely getting by
While you struggled making money
Was only half the reasons why
She said that when you were at home
You never noticed that she had cried
I've been lost, like you, in the things I've done
I do know now just how my kids must feel
For it's my attention that they say is gone
That makes those little hearts hard to heal
Now a generation later the story turns part two
After just a dozen years, my wife is leaving, too
You know something, Dad, I think I'm turning into you
Now, like you, I sit all alone and hope, beyond all hope
That someday they'll call, or write, then I'll feel less the dope
You know Dad it is sad but it is true
Remember all the heartache that you knew
It's now making me just a younger shade of blue
Yes Dad, I can see how I'm turning into you
Now a generation later the story turns part two
After just a dozen years, my wife is leaving, too
You know something, Dad, I think I'm turning into you
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