Cowboy Surfer

Your granddaughter, dad.

Dad, 
 You were a lover.
 Dad,
 You were a rascal.
 Dad,
 You were, in your own words,
 A mother fucker,

But I always knew
 You were really
 An Acapulco boy,
 Lost in the desert country

Look at you and your mustache,
 Big cowboy hat
 Surfer man

I never sent you
 Those photos of
 Your granddaughter

You should have told me
 You were dying
 (I should have known)

I am the fire now
And I carry you

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