Letters To My Dad
How about them times!
Some of them seem so goofy now,
But what fun it was.
How we laughed an laughed.
What’s missing now
Is your face
I was your ace.
Not a foot print
I wouldn’t trace.
Always wanted to be in your good grace.
Never to act in hast.
He would of never made it his place,
To judge you;
Is a lack of conversational taste.
The fact that I adore you is but one of my truths.
The way you shaped my views
Puts others to waste.
They have no clue
to what the world holds outside of there face.
I can help,
But I’m not the man you where Dad.
Sometimes I get so sad.
And for real even mad.
The world took the best person I ever had.
Copyright © Jay O'Neal | Year Posted 2011
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