My Father's Song Poem by Sheena Blackhall
My Father's Song
My father's song was a brown trout
Leaping from up from a burn
My father's song could squeeze your heart
Till tears rolled from your eyes
My father stole the throat from a nightingale
And when he sang, dogs skipped along the street
Father's tender sound in song amazes every child. You have brilliantly penned this interesting poem...10
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5/5/2024 2:17:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A funny write of delight. Well penned....10