Treasure Island

Dillon Crawford

(Canada)

Happy fathers Day


A father and a son,

Never so close,

and yet never so far.

Always remembering,

always wanting,

the good ol' days.

There were no fights,

there was no hate.

I look and I see,

the path not taken.

The path of fun,

the path of joy,

the path of true happiness.

I know I might not be much

But I hope I can be more,

then a simple argument.

I always have enjoyed,

my time with you.

And so here's to you,

on your day.

Happy fathers day.

Submitted: Saturday, June 20, 2009

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  • Susan Aparejo (6/20/2009 11:16:00 AM)

    hello. I read your beautiful poem, and it has the same title of mine for my father. will you also read and comment mine? thanks (Report) Reply

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