Hey Dad
HEY DAD
My dad and I were always close,
As he passed by he’d pinch my nose,
I always looked upon him with pride,
His tender nature he could not hide.
He had many friends and no foes
He used to love teasing me
And tickling my toes!
An army man, he was most of his life,
Posted to many countries with his
Child and wife,
His stars and medals he deservedly wore,
A committed army officer to the core,
I know he’s happy
I followed my grand-fathers cue,
And quite delighted that I’m
Writing poetry too,
My father showed his love,
With his every pore,
And I know he would encourage
Me to write more, and more.
He always wanted me to join a group,
Hope he knows I am with poetry soup!
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