My Dad Jim

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A poem about my dad.

Submitted: June 01, 2008

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Submitted: June 01, 2008



Yes thats the one thats him,

My dad Jim,

We first met so long ago I came into this world and who do i see,

I see you dad staring down on me,

From that day forth we seemed best mates,

Weve had chat laughes and debates,

It was when I was three that mum made you leave,

I didnt know what to do apart from grieve,

So many years spent next to you,

You gave me all I needed you too,

I remember that day,

When you had gone away,

Not knowing were my dad was,

I searched the house,

Every single place even the cage with the mouse,

Not many people know what I went through,

Loosing my dad my best mate thats you,

Being so young I didnt understand,

Why you wernt ther to hold my hand,

This tore me apart from foot to face,

I fell into depression I was a disgrace,

It was then I found out were you were living,

That I began to start forgiving,

The woman who took you out of my life,

The same woman you once called your wife,

Now I see you more and more,

That depressed timeI can now ignore,

Your back to being my best mate,

The past was just a vicious fate,

Yes thats You Your him,

The best dad i could ask for, Jim.

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