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The Geordie Boy

Please dad, please don't cry, it's selfish for me to say, cause dad you gave me breath, the breath I breath today. A strong man, always the family fed, dad you gave us so much more than our want and our daily bread. Dad you cry, I know, for youth you know demised but dad to me, you'll always be the geordie who worked the tyne. The geordie boy who held respect for his decent ways and the men he led. Please dad, please don't cry, your still the man that led his men and I can't bear to watch you die.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 11/23/2008 8:08:00 AM
As Nigel said, this is heartbreaking. It is so difficult to watch our fathers, once the source of strength, decline in their later years. Mine lived here with us his last three years, until his death, and it was a hard journey. I wrote two about him also, 'My Father's Room' and 'Riding Horses With Dad'. I think it helps honor them to express it in this way~ Beautifully written Ann. ~ Carrie
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Date: 11/23/2008 7:58:00 AM
Heartbreaking write, Ann, that brings back sad memories of the last few months before my dad passed, and good memories of the man he was before. Beautifully written. Thank you for sharing. Love, Nigel
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