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My Father

My father, Who made me, and raised me, He seeks no gratitude, yet is my unsung hero. He demonstrated, How a woman should be treated. He provided, Even though I showed no gratitude. He comforted, When I felt unwell. He read, When I could not sleep. He made time, After long hours working. He taught, The most important lessons. He showed, Places that inspired my passions. But in all these things, No words can do him justice, My father.

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Date: 10/29/2021 1:26:00 AM
Lovely tribute to your father Rebecca, Welcome to poetry soup Tom
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Date: 10/25/2021 8:25:00 AM
Lovely Poem Rebecca. Has your dad read it.? I’m sure he would be really touched and proud if he did. There’s a lot of love there! Debx
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Rebecca Alderson
Date: 10/26/2021 5:56:00 AM
Thank you :) Yes, my dad has read the poem, and he very happy with it :)
Date: 10/7/2021 7:22:00 AM
It's a wonderful as well very heartfelt tribute to your father Rebecca. Beautifully writeen!
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Rebecca Alderson
Date: 10/26/2021 5:53:00 AM
Thank you :)
Date: 8/15/2021 11:36:00 AM
Lucky you! Nice write!
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