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You know, He turned eighty-one his last birthday,
and I should be taking care of him;
but you'd think I'm still ten years old,
and my chances of growing up are slim.

He took care of me when I was a baby,
and gave me everything as I grew;
He had a hard time saying no;
he spoiled me through and through.

He taught me to be a good person,
and he taught without a rod;
He taught me life wasn't always easy,
He taught me to always trust God.

And now I just turned sixty,
and I cherish the life I've had;
and still if there's something I need,
I know I can turn to my Dad.

Kathie Phillips

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The following comments are for "My Dad"
by Kathie

Kathie's Dad
How delightful your poem is and what a beautiful tribute to your Dad.

You have said so much in so few verses that I feel like I know him, too! Thank You!

( Posted by: JetfireK [Member] On: May 20, 2010 )

Thank you
Thank you

( Posted by: Kathie [Member] On: May 20, 2010 )

that is so true and I'm a dad's girl my self so i understand. I love my dad with all of my heart and noboby gives the best advice but dad.

( Posted by: latrice [Member] On: May 24, 2010 )

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