You knew when I was sad,
You knew when I did something bad
You were there when I wanted a hug,
To me, your bedtime stories were like a drug
You taught me how to walk
'Dad' was the first thing I learned to talk
You told me why the sky was blue
From the beginning, you were my guru
Dad, why are you growing so old?
Let's go back to where your hand was what I'd hold
You're a year older, but still my hero
Dad, I promise, I'll never let you go.
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Love,MellifluentGirl
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Loving Language-A collection of Poems(Completed)
PoetryPoems are something that made me realise how passionate and intriguing English is. This is a collection of short poems which I've attempted to write, I'd love to know what you think:) #120 in Poetry on 22nd September'16