My father

The meaning of a father from a child's perspective

Father

Right or wrong

weak or strong

Who am i?

 

Tried to be touched

tried to be taught

oh I've tried..

 

I never really listened

until he had to go

and no longer has to fight…

When we met again

love and strength arisen

then I was touched…

 

So dear to my life

so dear to my heart

We'll never be torn apart

 

Have you seen my Daddy?

I don't know where he's gone

 I need him so often

I can't seem to carry on....

The End

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