Sunday, November 14, 2010

For Dad: just writing

The music of my childhood
makes the memories start.
I know you do not know this
but it always hits my heart.
So many that have come and gone
time they took from me.
Gone just like a mistress
leaving you and me.
I have not forgotten
the good times and the bad.
I love the music in your heart
for it's what makes you Dad.
I love you more than anything
I have music too.
It makes up part of who I am
and that its part of you.

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