I am a 15 year old that loves to write poetry and my best friend was the one who started me on it all so i give her a huge thanks for it all. more »
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I woke up one morning and he was gone
he was gone my daddy
and he would never be home again.
He was gone my daddy
the one who always showed his love, the one who always understood.
The one who always brushed my hair,
combed and put ribbons in my hair,
he was the one who picked my up when i fell and skinned my knee:
Oh my daddy, my daddy.
I still remember all the things he tought me- but he was gone
and i was to young to understand
he said the just didnt get along.
I hardly ever saw him.
My daddy, who was always there,
my daddy, who always ...