Why dad

May 7, 2014

The thing that makes me tick

Never makes me glad

What is a dad?

One who shouldn't make you sad

I always wondered why you never came near

Or why you were never there

Or why I shed a tear

Maybe because you were with your new "sons"

Having fun

You left me alone

With no one to hold

Or tell things that you tell a dad

Why dad? Why can't you make me glad

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