Tag: fathers

  • I Love You Daddy

    I Love You Daddy

    Mornings are quiet Uncomfortably soBut afternoon drinksthey start the show By evening, the voice is bossy and loud‘I love you girl; you make me proud’. And later, the slurring, and uneven feet Next day, no memory, just rinse and repeat.  Day one, two and even threeEach morning more quiet, self-defeat I love you daddy but your hands they shakeI feel […]

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