Dad Poem

This poem is for my special father John Daniels. I love him very much.

My Daddy

© Ashley Daniels
My dad is sweet
every time I see him he gives me a treat.
He drives trucks and kills bucks.
He taught me how to race with his smiling face.
He taught me how to hunt and how to bunt a bat.
He brings me up when I'm down ,
and turns my frowns around.

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Published: Jan 2009
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