Never Too Late
i wish
you had taught me
how to ride a
bicycle
carried me on your
shoulders tickled
me so hard
i could not breathe
wished
you had watched
me in the christmas
play you had been
there to read me a
story
and watched me
sleep in your
arms
how much i wish but
no matter what i
do i cant
have those times
now but its never
too
late daddy
to make it up to
me
because i really
love you
Copyright © Miranda Agnes Quainoo | Year Posted 2009
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