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    dad

    tears roll down my face staining my cheek

    I don't want to cry,I don't want to seem weak

    but it's so hard to do when I think about what I had

    the absolute funniest most amazing dad

    I cant believe that you are really gone

    it's all so unreal to me

    daddy there's somewhere you need to be

    with your loving family

    you should be out fishing

    I shouldn't be left here wishing

    wishing I could hug you one more time

    leaving me at 18 is simply a crime

    everyday I'd wait for you to get home from work

    some days you'd be taking forever driving me beserk

    finally I'd see you come through the back gate

    I'd greet you at the door, and ask why you were late 

    on weekends we'd watch t.v

    you'd sit in the recliner and fall asleep

    snoring so loud and talking in your sleep

    I just want you back home

    but I just tell myself your happier now

    a cold beer in your hand 

    sitting in the nice cool sand

    your pole is in the water 

    the bobber just shot to the bottom

    a fish is on your line

    so is it selfish of me to ask for some more time?

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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