Papa Poem by annette foster

Papa



My Papa Bill
A Sweet Man
A Feisty Man, if you let him.
A Fighter if you tested him,
A Hornet in the morning
But thru it all - he was the Best Father I could have had.
He was always there - -
He was a Mans - - Kinda Man
The Perfect Man
I wish I could hug you Now,
WILLY BULLY- - -
I`m sure that was ur anthem as you,
casually walked through them gates.

Monday, December 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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