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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.
Here are some of my poems that I hope you enjoy. I find that people are able to express their feelings more in a poem.
I hope you enjoy them, and I hope you will add your poems.