This Dad was Mine

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By rob

Once upon a time, he said As he laid me down to bed As the story came to its end Sleep hovered near as a friend He put his hand upon my head And this he softy said Sweet dreams dear child of mine What a treasure I have found Then quietly without a sound I Fell asleep knowing this dad was mine 2002

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December 30, 2005 15:38Charlie

I love this poem! It reminded me just how much my dad has always been there. Thanks.

June 23, 2009 02:41marsha

I really like this poem