Dreary Night Poem by ERNEST CLARY
Dreary Night
On this dreary night
icy and cold
life's a fight
I'm growing old
seeing my daughter cry
hurts me inside
some loser guy
all he did was lied
perhaps another will come
honest and upright
not a bum
a ray of light
pray pray to heaven above
hear my chant
bring her love
something I cant
Thursday, December 16, 2010
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4/19/2024 6:40:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dear Earnest: I fully understand the emotion behind this poem. Daughters rarely understand the amount of fear and apprehension that lurks behind the calmly or jovially expressed love of a father for his daughter.