Thursday 1 March 2012

Friday 2 March 2012

My Dad

I asked him for a title and this is what he gave,
write a poem called "My Dad," Oh how very brave.
So what can I tell you about my oldest, dearest Dad,
that he is undoubtedly, completely raving mad!
This is one endearing quality, but there are many more,
he is glued to the crossword which can sometimes be a bore.
He thinks he's a comedian, he often loves to tease,
and I'm very sad to say that I inherited his knees!
If we pop there for a bite to eat, at the very least
will be enough food for an army, a most amazing feast.
Astonishingly generous with love and food and wine,
so glad the greatest dad on earth is well and truly mine!

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