Memories
of a dad
Who played
in the
snow,
With three
little
girls,
Who kept
him on
the go.
Memories
of a dad
Who had
only one
son,
A boy
who was
different,
But Dad's
heart
he won.
Memories
of a dad
Who had
tears
in his
eyes,
On the
day he
woke up
And pain
caused
was realized.
Memories
of a dad
Who fought
hard to
win,
The love
of his
children
And have
fun with
them again.
Memories
of a dad
Who went
to races
with glee,
Spent
hours
with his
son,
Truck
pulls
they did
see.
Memories
of a dad
Who was
also my
man,
Who changed
my life,
And made
it grand.
©Sandra
S. Oidtman
 
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