Father Poem by Rhonda Baker
Father
For most of my life my father was gone before dawn
And came home in time for dinner to go on
He worked hard to put a roof over our head,
and made sure his family of nine was feed
He taught me how to ride a bike, and drive a tractor
He always loved life; and played it like an actor
And now even though he's gone away,
He's still part of my life everyday
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8/5/2026 3:42:53 AM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
Your father would be proud Rhonda!