Poetry

                                           Father 

I have always love my father 
I really wished I had told him so 
For now he has passed away 
I guess he will never know 
 
I wanted him to be proud of me 
I wanted him to see me do so well 
Sometimes I really messed things up 
I put myself through hell 
 
God only knows I miss him 
God only knows I care 
I still keep walking into his house 
In the hope he might be there 
 
But someday I know we will meet again 
And I know just what I will do 
I will hold him very tightly 
And say father I love you 
 
 John F. Connor  
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