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Category : Poems

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A little girl with auburn hair crying as you brushed her tangled curls,
Her scalp warm from your impatience,
You cared so much how it sat,
Though she never felt devalued,
Your fussing was born of anxiety
But also of pride and love,
An unconditional love that never waned,
Even when her curls were a matted mess...
Now I am a woman with changing hair and bigger messes
And now as was then
You worry and fuss
And impatiently try to help
We might argue
I might cry
Then I take a moment to appreciate
Having a dad who cares so much.





Comments

  • Jun 16, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Lovely 🦋🦋🦋

    Jun 16, 2019

  • cute

    Jun 16, 2019

  • beautiful

    Jun 16, 2019

  • 💜

    Jun 16, 2019

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