Ayoosh
عدد المساهمات : 75 تاريخ التسجيل : 2009-04-15 العمر : 31 المزاج : tmaaaaaaaaam
| Subject: My Dad Wed Apr 29, 2009 8:27 am | |
| My Dad
by Tracee Anne Beaty
When I was just a tiny kid, Do you remember when, The time you kissed my bruises, Or cleaned my soiled chin?
You scrambled for the balls I hit, (Short-winded more than not,) Yet, every time we'd play a game, You praised the "outs" I caught.
It seems like only yesterday, You wiped away my tears, And late at night I called your name, To chase away my fears.
Though time has changed your grip, Your hair is snowy white, You gait's a little slower now, Thick glasses help your sight.
Oh, do I thirst for years gone by, To be that growing lad, Re-living all of the memories, Of growing up with my dad. | |
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| Subject: Re: My Dad Wed Apr 29, 2009 8:55 am | |
| oh nice sooo lovely ayooosh thnx huni | |
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