Father of Mine

Father of mine, all you have done

Ever since I could remember

All the days, all the fun

From Jaunrary to December


Your time and your love

Your sacrfice and your time

When you give a gentle shove

All to help me climb


This is just a taste

for you have done for me

That your is not misplaced

You have helped me be


Oh father of mine I love you

For all that you do.

This poem is about: 
My family


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