You've always taught me right from wrong
from saying my P&Q
To respecting my elders
You've always taught me how to make things
from bows and arrows
to gocartes
You've alway taught me how to be independant
from tiying my laces
to riding a bike
You've always taught me how to be strong
from beating the bullies
to being gentle
But you never taught me how to live without you
now theres no sence of right and wrong
how to make things new again
how to be independant and strong
I MISS YOU DAD
A lovely tribute to your father. His shoes can never be filled, but he lives through you in so many ways. Kathleen
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It is a good poem with such feelings of tribute to the respected..