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Not my post. But I thought this poem was worth sharing.

When I was young, my Dad would say
Come on, Son let's go out and play
Sometimes it seems like yesterday

And I'd climb up the closet shelf
When I was all by myself
Grab his hat and fix the brim
Pretending I was him

No matter how hard I try
No matter how many tears I cry
No matter how many years go by
I still can't say good-bye

He always took care of Mom and me.
We all cut down a Christmas tree
He always had some time for me

Wind blows through the trees
Streetlights, they still shine bright
Most things are the same
But I miss my Dad tonight

I walked by a Salvation Army store
Saw a hat like my daddy wore
Tried it on when I walked in
Still trying to be like him

No matter how hard I try
No matter how many tears I cry
No matter how many years go by
I still can't say good-bye

I miss you, Dad.

11 posted on 08/26/2005 12:13:19 AM EDT by Marauder (You can't stop sheep-killing predators by putting more restrictions on the sheep.)
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