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DADDY WAS A GENTLE MAN
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Excursions of the Heart When I was just a little tyke
Daddy danced with me upon his feet.
He helped me learn to ride a bike,
And to not accept defeat.
He taught me many things,
Like how to take a chance
No matter what life brings
Or what the circumstance;
To search for good in everyone;
(It's there if you just look)
Stick to a job until it's done;
Spend time lost in a book.
Daddy was a gentle man,
And in his softly spoken voice
Said, "I will help you all I can,
But it must be your choice
Which path you want to take.
For life is just a journey
Everyone must make."
His words still mean a lot to me.
I MISS YOU DADDY
Wonderful tribute. I could remember my father going through your poem. I wonder why some think of the old as, old fools rather than wise old man. I was going through some of your poetry and felt I must let you know.