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  • Last Mile Home

    Last Mile Home

    Tarun Music

    Diesel hums beneath the dawnless road

    Coffee gone cold by the radio

    He crossed the county line at a quarter to three Logbook open

    on the passenger seat

    Forty hours gone, and his eyes felt worn But her picture kept

    him aimed for home

    Then the phone lit up beside the wheel A tiny voice made

    the darkness real “Daddy,

    when you can, please call me back I got something big to

    tell you fast”

    “Hi Daddy, it’s me

    I waited up, but Mom said sleep There’s something I need you

    to know

    Please get here soon”

    He gripped the wheel a little tighter

    He counted every marker,

    every mile

    Saw her birthday candle in his mind Was it fever,

    fear, or some sweet surprise All he had were her unfinished lines

    Rain came hard on the windshield seam The engine pulled like a

    worried team He told the dark,

    “Just hold on, girl I’m coming back across the world”

    Every mile says go,

    every minute says faster

    Little girl, I hear you through the wire

    Keep the porch lamp burning,

    keep your heart wide open

    I’m rolling home on a river of tires I missed too much,

    but I won’t miss this Hold on,

    baby, I’m almost there (ohhh)

    He thought of every breakfast missed

    Every bedtime he traded for the interstate

    Then the message played again And he heard her smile break through

    the tape “Daddy, I learned to write my name And I saved

    the first one just for you”

    Every mile said go,

    every minute burned brighter

    He saw that porch come over the hill

    She ran barefoot down the gravel driveway Holding paper in her shaking

    little hands I missed too much,

    but I won’t miss this

    He dropped to his knees right there She wrote “I love you,

    Daddy” And the whole road disappeared (ohhh,

    yeah)

    Diesel ticking in the quiet yard

    Her small hand wrapped around his heart

    No load was worth that far from home

    Not anymore (hmmm)

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