I am 15 years old, and at the young age of 14 my father passed away very suddenly. I wrote this poem about 5 months after my father died. It involves memories, and love.
This poem originally was published in Poems on Life - Teen Poems
Daddy
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He was great He was funny When I needed it, He'd dish out the money He drove me around From place to place I will never forget his handsome face For he is gone His soul will stay All and through The night and day He won't be forgotten Not at all I know he'll catch me When I fall I love my daddy Through and through For life to go on This is my cue. |
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