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That make me smile;

Sing and dance

With your innocent glance

My little dark eyed child.

Don/'/t make daddy cry,

When you say you love me

And reach up to hug me;

Don/'/t make daddy cry

When you need me less each day,

Busy finding your own way.

You do so many things

That make me smile;

Don/'/t stop playing in the sand,

There/'/s plenty of time to be a man,

You/'/re my baby boy for just a while.

Don/'/t make daddy cry,

When you say you love me

And reach up to hug me;

Don/'/t make daddy cry

When you need me less each day,

Busy finding your own way.

Daddy cries inside a little

When you say you/'/ve solved a riddle,

Daddy cries inside a little

Thinking back to that toothless smile

That would greet me from the cradle.

Don/'/t make daddy cry,

When you say you love me

And reach up to hug me;

Don/'/t make daddy cry

When you need me less each day,

Busy finding your own way.

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Don't Make Daddy Cry

Contributed by Durango on Friday, 20th April 2018 @ 05:48:43 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

You do so many things

That make me smile;

Sing and dance

With your innocent glance

My little dark eyed child.

Don/'/t make daddy cry,

When you say you love me

And reach up to hug me;

Don/'/t make daddy cry

When you need me less each day,

Busy finding your own way.

You do so many things

That make me smile;

Don/'/t stop playing in the sand,

There/'/s plenty of time to be a man,

You/'/re my baby boy for just a while.

Don/'/t make daddy cry,

When you say you love me

And reach up to hug me;

Don/'/t make daddy cry

When you need me less each day,

Busy finding your own way.

Daddy cries inside a little

When you say you/'/ve solved a riddle,

Daddy cries inside a little

Thinking back to that toothless smile

That would greet me from the cradle.

Don/'/t make daddy cry,

When you say you love me

And reach up to hug me;

Don/'/t make daddy cry

When you need me less each day,

Busy finding your own way.

Copyright © Durango ... [ 2018-04-20 05:48:43]
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Re: Don't Make Daddy Cry (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Friday, 20th April 2018 @ 06:26:13 PM AEST
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Awwww....how true this is. Written right from the heart. Children own us. The most powerful persons are mush in the hands of a child.
We could learn a lot about negotiation from these miniature versions of ourselves!
The cadence of your poem lends itself well to a song lyric.
softerware

Re: Don't Make Daddy Cry (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Saturday, 21st April 2018 @ 04:23:31 AM AEST
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Time is short but precious.....make the best of it.
I can hear this as a song. Nice!

Re: Don't Make Daddy Cry (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 22nd April 2018 @ 08:22:08 AM AEST
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round and round, I have head
good dads speak of this story
as though it was tailor made.
This taking of the say eight ounces
and staying up late story, and this
seeing of other small boys when
they first spoke, and later first waked,
and the guy leaving for work, thinking
I just cannot wait till I seem him run.
I remember when he was four and
I read him a story, and told him
someday he would go off on his own,
and I saw that he was scared with I said
that, no dad, I never want to go, I never
want to leave. I saw that in his eyes,
so I never ever said that to him again.
But then, he did get older, became a teenager
and went through all the changes.
It hurt a lot, I thought I lost him when
he went to college. I felt he forgot
about me. I said to myself, that/'/s okay,
I knew the day would come.
But it hurts. But then later on,
he remembered me, it fits and bursts.
He never forgot, forthright,
tucked somewhere in his memory,
the best times we had.
My own dad, a WWII marine veteran
was never there when I was a kid,
but still I missed him growing up.
I used to cry about missing my old man
thought he was better than he really was.
So this boy of mine knows that about me,
he knows a lot of things about me, which
I find impossible to know about myself.
He even thinks I am better than I am.
But that is not at all what I ever wanted from him.
I just want him to be better than I was.
And he is.
He is.

great write Durango!
thank you!
Peace!

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