A place to add your poems forum: My Dad
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| I remember sitting there on the floor by my Father's knee His fingers twinning in my hair, and looking down at me, We shared a deep affection a bond that grew each year. His fingers changed direction now he tweaked my ear. He smiled again, it's time for bed off you go young lady, I kissed him on the cheek and said, dont treat me like a baby, I thought that I was all grown up but I was only ten. Wish my Dad was here with me to tweak my ear again.
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| You touch my heart with your memories and your words, Doris. Thank you. |
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| Thank you Sharron, I am so glad you enjoy them. Doris |
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| Hi Doris...it'll take me awhile to catch up with all your writings, but I will soon. By the way, my mom's name was Doris, so I won't likely forget this cubit. |
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| wow thats nice. |
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| Doris, It is beautiful. Love it, you too. |
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aaaawwwww thanks Charleen.  |
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| Aww! That is so touching. It made me think of my own Dad and how he is getting up in years. |
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| Thank you Tami,it has been many years and I still miss him a lot. Doris |
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