My Dad
When I was just a tiny kid,
When I was just a tiny kid,
Do you remember when...
The times you kissed my bruises,
Or cleaned my soiled chin?
You scrambled for the balls I hit,
(Short-winded more than not).
Yet, every time we'd play a game,
You praised the 'outs' I caught.
It seems like only yesterday,
You wiped away my tears.
And late at night I called your name,
To chase away my fears.
Though time has changed your handsome grip,
Your hair is snowy white,
Your gait's a little slower now,
And thick glasses help your sight.
Oh, do I thirst for years gone by,
To be that growing lad...
Re-living all the memories
Of time spent with my dad.
Author Unknown
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