There comes a time-
Between yours and mine
When we reach for all the branches
When your limb was missed
Throughout fates dreary kiss
Nobody grew quite frantic
For you’re a father
Without all the bother
Who took nothing quite for granted
And now a card, without a guard
To show your care has landed
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