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No Father in this World is Luckier

My arms both have bruises from all the slug-bugs that he’s seen; His bedroom wall is covered with pictures cut out from Big Time Wrestling magazines; At twelve years old he stands taller than me, which he likes to brag to everyone; No father in this world is luckier, than me with my adopted son. Politically, I think it’s a woman’s choice, this difficult decision to make; If you were willing to adopt a child it might make that an easier path to take; I cannot speak for everyone who has gone down the adoption route, But for me it is the best thing I’ve done, of that there is no doubt. I have three biological kids, who I love with all my heart, When we adopted our fourth child the other’s adult lives had already given start, He filled up our empty nest, helping to keep us young; No father in this world is luckier, than me with my adopted son.

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Date: 5/4/2016 6:26:00 PM
this is very touching, joe! it sounds like you're all very lucky to have each other and that joy just shines through your poem...
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Joe Flach
Date: 5/4/2016 6:28:00 PM
Thanks, ilene. I appreciate you taking the time to read my poem and post a comment. Yes, I would like to believe that we all feel lucky with our situation.