My Father

My father lives. My father died. My father had no feelings. My father cried. My father 
gave . My father kept. My father stayed . My father left. My father smiled. My father 
frowned. My father cared about every sound. My father refused to listen to the 
sounds he heard. My father was a man of his word. My father had no integrity. He 
spoke words he did not believe. My father I love. My father I hate.My father was on 
time . My father was late. My Father,good or bad,my father. By James E. Hayes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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