A MONTH OF SUNDAYS Lyrics

I read my first self-help book

In the third grade

A Month of Sundays

I found it in the school library

Hiding from the noise

The divorce was final

And the judge said

The father will have custody

Every other weekend

Friday night with my father

Was junk food before the pool floats

Would be inflated- sleeping under a spare blanket

In the same room as him

The divorce was final

And the judge said

The mother will have custody

On the remaining days

On the remaining days

My mother was dad and mom

But my father wasn't either one of those

When did my father's mother

Pass away?

I still do not know

Was it some kind of family secret?

My grandmother

On my mother's side

Had a stroke on the Cross Road

Heading to her church

The divorce was final

And the judge said

"Case dismissed"