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My father's porch

from A minor arc by Richard Buchanan

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My father had a placce up on the estuary slope
He built a porch to take the view and got an astroscope.
He’d left to do his own thing when I was just twelve
And I didn’t want to hate him ‘cause I missed him like hell.

He came back to us later as a very old man
It was good to have him back and feel like part of his plan.
I helped him fix his porch one day. We worked till it was done.
It was the first we’d worked together. He said “Thank you son”.

My father’s porch
Was where we worked.
It’s where we touched.
It meant so much.

One year when he came back from spending winter in Brazil
to find they’d moved him to a smaller place and further down the hill.
He told us he had cancer and we shouldn’t lose hope
and it’s probably best they’d moved nearer to the bottom of the slope.

One day when I was visiting I walked back up the hill
and saw his porch pulled down in pieces to be took to landfill.
And when the cancer killed him and I think of my Dad,
I can’t separate him from that precious thing that he had.

My father’s porch
(And now I wonder if all things must end this way)
Was where we worked.
(All that we’ve done and what we’re working on today)
It’s where we touched.
(And now I wonder if all things must end this way)
It meant so much.
(All that we’ve done and what we’re working on today)

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from A minor arc, released November 20, 2020

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Richard Buchanan Scotland, UK

Former bass player with legendary Scottish 90s folk rock under-achievers The Lost Soul Band, Richard now writes, performs and records songs that draw from a wide range of influences.

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