My Dad In Many Forms
I hear the animals
Of the Forest calling
My name over and over
I went to see
What I saw
It was incredible
The animals making
Dress for me
That was not all
They were also
Doing shoes and purses
All my style
I was wondering
'Why they were doing this? '
Then one wrote it down
On piece of paper
I was amazed
I know why they did it
It was gift for me
From my dad
For my brithday
I was happy
But I thought
It was weird
I don't know my father
Then the same
Animal wrote
That he was my father
I thought it for a while
He must be father
I wonder how
he is a animal and not
Human like me?
He wroteit down
And I know to help
I have to hug him
And cry on him
Then he turn human
He said 'Hi. baby girl'
I hug him And he hug me
Back we took everything
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poem by Stephanie Pardo
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