Why My Daughter Is Kate Poem by Foster Davis
Why My Daughter Is Kate
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We knew.
We did have a clue.
So, in the stew
We threw
One heart saintly true,
One Shakespearian shrew,
To Tracey another flew.
And to form she grew,
A life somewhat askew,
At times to coo,
At others to rue,
An emotional zoo.
And finding we now do
Dread the eventual adieu.
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5/6/2024 2:24:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I like an emotional stew. Great lines. Gave ya a ten. Great poem. God bless all poets-MJG.