He had a round face
Dark features
And a look in his eye
that told you all of who he was
I saw it in the front cover of a book
The next volume had a dedication
In his name
I'm about to open the next chapter of a different book
But I haven't scheduled my appointment
The only thing I'm afraid of
Is not for me to repeat the past
But for my father to relive it
Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 11:56 AM UTC
He had a round face
Dark features
And a look in his eye
that told you all of who he was
I saw it in the front cover of a book
The next volume had a dedication
In his name
I'm about to open the next chapter of a different book
But I haven't scheduled my appointment
The only thing I'm afraid of
Is not for me to repeat the past
But for my father to relive it
1922-1971
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