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.
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