Ode To Dad Poem by Sylvia Carter
Ode To Dad
Dad I knew nothing about the devastating traumatic trauma that affect your life choices. I never knew your mothe My Grandmother whose name I never knew' I do remember that my Mother telling me that your mother was murdered I don't know if you witness this are if you found her murdered? Yourself? I don't ever remember having a real conversation with you ever except offering you Beer. many years ago.
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