Fathers Day 2 Poem by Phil Soar

Fathers Day 2



He never let his wisdom overwhelm his sense of good
I never saw him shirk a deed, or not do as he should,
I only have great memories of such an esteemed gent,
I cried forever after when the lord called, and he went.

Thursday, June 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fathers day
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