Ageing father
Golden hair, yet eyes so dull
Kinda sucks growing old
Remembering things i used to do
Only then can I rid these blues
Life is great when you are young
People respect you, and life is fun
As you age, respect gets less
what happend have i became a debt
I used to bounce you on my knee
Care for you when you were three
Through your teens, i loved how you beamed
When you were twenty, my life got empty
Marriage for you, a life so new
children of your own to love
I never minded, you there mum
All i wanted was respect and love
Now im old and carnt manage a tub
A caring hand, a loving touch
Really i dont ask for much
I sit here all day and think of you
Wondering when ill see you
Im not dead im still here
Waiting for you to be near
Come spend some time with your father dear
poem by Dianne jennifer Stephens
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