Is Daddy Coming Home Yet? When I was young, I'd be with my sister and my mum, I'd ask 'Is daddy's work done?' 'Is Daddy Coming Home Yet?' I'd ask each night but no response, My prayers each night grew less hopeful each night, I began to give up, I could hear my little sister cry her self to sleep. I'd prefer to be with daddy than to live, I'd always want to stay as a family back then, Yet- my daddy never came home.
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