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Mar 2015
Wrinkles in the corner
of eyes aged with life
and crinkles for all the
laughter and tears shared
Almost seventy years young
he has carried me strong
a lifetime of burdens
he has bared
His shoulders wide
as mountain tops high
with welcoming arms
the span of the sky;
He carries his burdens
and stresses all on his own;
only laughter and smiles
does he show;
he is truly the most remarkable
man I know
So with heavy heart
and crystal tears,
I dedicate this to my papa
who has carried me
for so many years
I just want to say
I love you...
I think,  sometimes,  we forget just how much our parents give of themselves for their children.   But I do not, I remember every single day.  With love, to my dad.
Priya Patel
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Priya Patel  Texas
(Texas)   
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