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MY FATHER MEANS TO ME
The first thing
I noticed
About my Dad,
Is his broad
shoulders:
His love was
always glad.
He taught me
manners
As I was
growing up,
He even bought
me
The cutest
little pup.
The lessons I
learned
From him stand
true,
Today I use
them
To get me
through.
Putting my
arms
Around him
tight,
Kept me from
ever
Fearing the
night.
He nurtured me
and
Taught me
things,
With growing
love
The Bible
brings.
"I love you Dad
-"
The beauty in
him I see,
This is what
.........
MY
FATHER MEANS TO ME.
J.
B. . . . .
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