Papa, can you hear me?
I need you now
Protect me
Hold me
My daddys hands are so big, and strong
Oh dad, how much I love you
You are my hero
You always were
You are wise
You give great advice
When I need an ear, your there
My old man
Less of the old, you’d say
You are quirky
You are funny
You make me smile
Yeah you have your faults
But don’t we all?
Daddy, I love you
Your 70 this year
I’m privileged to have my dad in my life
At almost 43
I don’t take that for granted.
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Thanks Xoxo
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You’re welcome ☺️
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😊💞💞
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A lovely poem and a grand tribute 💜💜
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Thanks Willow 🙂
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A lovely poem to celebrate your dad.
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Yes, thanks, Sadje! ❤
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😍😍😍
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💜💜💜
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How lovely, Carol! You are right…we should never take our parents’ presence in our life for granted.
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Nope, never! Thanks for visiting Punam! ❤ ❤
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You are welcome. ❤️❤️
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💙💙💙
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I love all the appreciation in your poem. It is so nice to read, when many of us lost our fathers at a young age.
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Thanks! I feel lucky to still have my dad in my life!
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Happy he is still with you, Carol Anne.
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Thanks Lisa! Me too! 💞💞
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You’re welcome ❤
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😍💖✨✨
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What a provilige… I have been fatherless for many years now…. he would have been 107 if he had been alive.
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Oh wow! That would have been a great age to live to!
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Lovely so glad you can still enjoy his company and love 💞
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Thanks so much! I do miss him terribly!
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That’s beautiful Carol Anne ❤️
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Thanks Lorraine 💙💙💞💞
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