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heckman. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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My Father sold gumballs when I was eight.
I drew in the car, when he came back late.
My pictures said “This is you,”
I'd put on your dashboards too,
Then, dabbling in art and colors, I'd wait.
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