My Dad

Poem by: Disarae G. Kuhn

I know this man

Who is dear to my heart.

Suddenly one day

It was torn all apart.

This man taught me everything

That I needed to know,

But I never really listened

Until he had to go.

He gave me love

And touched my life.

It’s all over now;

He no longer has to fight.

He tried to teach me

Right from wrong.

The day he left

I wasn’t that strong.

He is gone now,

It is hard to believe.

This man is my dad

Whom I will never see.

But I will see him again,

This I know.

The day will come

When it’s time for me to go.

So, I’ll hold him dear

And close to my heart

‘Cause the day we meet

I know we’ll never be torn apart.

Poem by: Disarae G. Kuhn
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