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A Poet's

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My Father

8/10/2017

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My father never told me
That I could do anything
I wanted
He just showed me 
What my body actually 
Needed
My father never told me
I could be anyone I
Wanted
He just showed me how 
To be someone worth 
Being 
My father never told me 
To stop asking questions
He just showed me how 
To come up with a few
Right answers 
My father never told me
That what I was doing
Was wrong
He just showed me a
Couple of ways that 
Might be a little bit 
Better 
My father never gave
Me a map to find
Everlasting fortune 
He just showed me that
White blazes were
Something worth 
Following instead
So thank you dad
For showing instead of
Giving
For being instead of
Doing
For being was all
We were ever meant "to do"
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