Day Held Happy By Fathers

Day Held Happy by Fathers Father likes looking nice on the surface, But underneath has become a three ring circus As his thoughts go darting here and there And pretty soon it starts getting everywhere. You can see it for sure in way he writes Looks like he is staying up days and nights And lately we can surely tell without a doubt Both he and his brain are becoming worn out. How are we supposed to tell and know for sure? That there would or could be a possible cure And lately guess what all of us poets have read Don't dare drop dead and join Poetry Soup instead. Act is starting to come together in our writing After exploring further it has become exciting What else can poets pretend or possibly say Except do enjoy another Happy Father's Day. I had to write one for myself. Hope I do have another Happy Poem of the Day also. James Thesarious Hilarious Horn, Retired Veteran