My Father Poem by Paul Warren

My Father



I see him sometimes
Just looking at me
He smiles so easily
Other times he shakes his head
Then just disappears
I wish I could talk with him
And say that I love him
But I know he is alway there.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Saturday, March 7, 2020
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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