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My Dad

When I was young What a life I had One things for sure I remember my dad He'd lift me high On his shoulders, what fun He'd sing a song and Beside him I'd run We'd go to the park Or go swim in a pond We had the right genes So together, we'd bond Something to know I was adopted, it's true It's just an FYI There's not much you can do I still have a hole That I can't begin to explain All the things that happened Along with the torture and pain So, I remember my dad He knew what she would do He would sit at the table Acting like he didn't have a clue I didn't want to blame him Or point fingers, in greed I loved that man so But he knew I was in need How could he just ignore me Looking through those eyes of blue Even though he never helped me I dreamed he'd come to my rescue So, yes, I remember My days of yore I know that man loved me But, who the hell's keeping score Wednesday 7:45 am 1-11-23

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