Best Poems Written by Alisa Booth

Or He Used To Be

My dad is skinny, 
or he used to be.
Now he has 
a pot belly.

My dad is fast,
or he used to be.
Now he trails 
just behind me.

My dad is tall,
or he used to be.
Now he is only 
as tall as me.

My dad is handsome,
or he used to be.
Now his face 
is all wrinkly.

Despite all of this,
my dad, to me,
is the best dad
a dad could be.

Written by Ryley Booth  14 years old

Copyright © Alisa Booth | Year Posted 2011