With me as I Grow
Date: Sunday, 18th March 2018 @ 06:57:27 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: Durango

We pretend that we can fly

Like airplanes in the cloudy sky;

And then we have a snack to eat,

Just my dad and I.

 

He tells me funny stories

When he cuts my hair;

We swim and tumble and run,

Sometimes we even share a chair.

 

One time he found my dirty socks

Inside his fishing tackle box,

He tells me I am smart and strong

And smiles when I sing a song.

 

He stays with me all day

When Mom goes off to work,

So many games we always play

Like soccer in the park.

 

He taught me how to toss a ball

And plant a tree so it won/'/t fall,

He wipes each tear and cleans each ear,

At football games, we love to cheer.

 

I like to ride my big boy bike,

And wear my boots to climb and hike,

Everywhere I seem to go

My dad is with me as I grow.



This poem is Copyright © Durango



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