Pow
When I was a teenager I felt like I was a POW
and when I got some freedom I went MIA
and Dad would be waiting to ground me OMG
but when the chain was off I would be gone ASAP
knowing what would happen, oh yeah I would be DOA
as Dad was yelling (I was thinking KISS)
you see in those days I was a FF
and this would repeat itself SALT
but I learned in time that Dad loved me, LOL
and I loved him too, BTW
there were not enough days with him IMO.
Daddy RIP!
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March 15, 2021
Poetry/Verse/POW
Copyright Protected, ID 03-
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Inspired by L. Milton Hankins Contest, but not for his contest.
*FF - frequent flyer
*SALT - same as last time
* IMO- in my opinion
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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