A Poem For Daddy
He's an old man now,
it's strange but it's true,
he'll be sixty six this year,
when the Winter is new,
All I can say, is Wow, how time flies
I remember when he was a spry 35,
and wonder "Where did the time go" when I see the age in his eyes
Copyright © J.N.R Dutton | Year Posted 2025
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