September 7, 2008
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My Father
I knew him from a long time ago;
The years ticked away I learned much from this man as my life begins to grow.
I remember the Cub Scout Pack and the Pine Wood Derby Car;
A silver car we raced it together to win the gold star.
I remember how the man showed me how to bait a hook;
Fish we did and fish we caught from the cold water of the brook.
I remember the first time the man taught me how ride a bike;
A few bruised knees and the red bike was mastered with a little fight.
I remember the first time the man taught me a way to drive;
He expressed the need for safety so that I would survive.
The years ticked away and the man is no longer here to stay.
The man that I have known from long time ago;
Was my father and I am missing him so! ©2008
