Homegrown Harmony

Coffee pot was bubbling

before the dawn

Dad's boots were tracking dried red clay

along the lawn

Mom hummed a kitchen tune

to keep the peace

Wiping flour from her apron

on the crease

They made a palace out of two-by-fours

I never saw the worry in their hands

They carried everything

Just so we could stand

Mom gave the grace,

Dad gave the spine

Turning water into bread

every single time

Weathered coats and worn-out shoes

Giving me the world they never got to choose

(oh mom and dad)

Dad taught me how to fix

a leaky pipe

Said take your time until the cut is right

Mom had a way of reading

every glance

Always cheering when I took a fragile chance

Now looking back I see the price they paid

Mom gave the grace,

Dad gave the spine

Turning water into bread

every single time

Weathered coats and worn-out shoes

Giving me the world they never got to choose

(yeah they gave it all)

Now silver strands are showing in their

hair I see the quiet love that put them there

Still standing on the shoulders that they gave (thank you)