Floating outside my father's den
Praying I can read all the books
Without it being like what it looks
Lying in a fever dream death bed
Remembering every inch of homestead
I love my family so and I hope they know
When I'm buried I won't let go …
Oh, no, I love you so … so you know
—- So You Know
John Conte
MyStrawHat.com
December 29, 2002
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