My Dad

My Dad

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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