An American Father
And rushing through the needles
crowded on the branch
high above the snowy field
the windy music danced
and danced to me the irony
of life and living free
I’m here to be a father
but what’s a father to me?
03.19.20 Rad Dance Party
We’ve decided, Jake and I, that we want to have a RAD DANCE party at night. Like seriously night, like so much night, it’s morning!! So if you’re looking to have some fun, break some rules and just generally let loose come tune in and share with us.
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