Some fathers are near and some are far. Some are here and
some are there. Look around, fathers are everywhere.
Some live here in town who just decide not to come around.
Some fathers are special. We call them dads. They are the
ones who teach us right from wrong, to stand for what we believe
in and to stay strong.
Whoever your father may be, mine is very special to me.
Copyright © Anissa Turner | Year Posted 2015
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