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April of 2005, I been in Tacoma

but struggling to find home

Not making it, drunk more than sober

Visit family, the phone is ringing

"Your, our gram has past," says a cousin.

"Oh.  Oh ok.  Ok."  "No, I will be fine."

"Yes, pick me up Thursday."

I was hung over

but saw my gram off

Now I look at April showers,

wishing fo the mind to be numb

Present April, it has been good

Better

Still, I look back

I am happy to be where I am

Proud

The trials has made me stronger

Best man I could shape into

Dad, please rest now

I am grown and strong enough

Sober enough, though I will miss your visits