This is a poem I wrote about spending time and playing with your Dad no matter how old we are because it doesn’t matter how Dads act; it matters how we remember Dads acted.
Where are you Dad?
So Dad come out and play!
The days are not so rude anymore,
The boss is not so bad;
The guys are not so crude anymore,
Work is not so long;
The future is not so bleak anymore,
The past is not so sad;
My present is what I seek anymore;
My heart is not so strong,
We may not enjoy time anymore;
So Dad come out and play!
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