Dad - Poem by Roger Costello
I miss my Father,
Out of the blue, he came into my mind today.
I was working away, quietly on my own.
There he was. In my mind.
Caught me complete'ly by suprise!
Made me stop what I was doing.
I choaked up, tears in my eye's.
A lump in my throat.
Somebody came along and he was gone.
I turned away so that they coulde'nt see my face.
I miss my Dad.
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