My Father Is . . .
My moon in the morning.My sun at night.
My flowers in the winter.
My snow in the spring.
Yes my father is... my everything.
He brightens up all of my purple days.
Even though he is far away.
Yes my father is... my everything.
He has hurt me in many ways.
But I cant turn my back on him.
Or at least not today.
Because right now my father is... my everything.
I have grown to understand and except all of his big and
minor faults
and as long has he still gives me respect,
he will be my one,only and everything.
YES MY FATHER IS... MY EVERYTHING!
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