Stephanie Pardo

Rookie (20/10/1997 / Hospital Patilla)

My Dad In Many Forms


I hear the animals
Of the Forest calling
My name over and over
I went to see

What I saw
It was incredible
The animals making
Dress for me

That was not all
They were also
Doing shoes and purses
All my style

I was wondering
'Why they were doing this? '
Then one wrote it down
On piece of paper
I was amazed

I know why they did it
It was gift for me
From my dad
For my brithday

I was happy
But I thought
It was weird
I don't know my father

Then the same
Animal wrote
That he was my father
I thought it for a while

He must be father
I wonder how
he is a animal and not
Human like me?

He wroteit down
And I know to help
I have to hug him
And cry on him

Then he turn human
He said 'Hi. baby girl'
I hug him And he hug me
Back we took everything
And went home

Submitted: Monday, January 23, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, January 24, 2012

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