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Three Generations

from My Shoes by Tret Fure

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It slipped from her fingers in a morphine dream
My heart stood still and hers tapped on a screen
How could this happen, this swollen hand
That let go all with this wedding band

For years I thought it was hers, that ring
A vow from my father who’d give her anything
But only in passing did I realize
It was her mother’s ring, her mother’s life

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My grandmother’s ring rests on my right hand
Her broken English, her long lost land
And a man who left her far too soon
I wear it proudly
It’s my honeymoon

She missed her mother just like I miss mine
And wore that ring for a long lifetime
Took off her own silver wedding band
To keep her mother closer at hand

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We played hide and seek in the ICU
Then I walked away when her time was through
Out of these ashes rises so much love
So below, so much more above

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from My Shoes, track released April 10, 2003

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Tret Fure Newport News, Virginia

Tret Fure began her career at 16, singing in coffeehouses in the Midwest. At 19 , she moved to LA and within a year was performing as guitarist and vocalist for Spencer Davis, penning the single for his album “Mousetrap”.  In 1973 she recorded her first solo album on MCA/UNI Records, with Lowell George of Little Feat as her producer. 
Tret has released 16 acclaimed albums in her long career..
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