Dec 2018
Father you were old
your hands they would shake
a pen you did hold
each time you did wake
and now that you're gone
and all that I knew father this poem
I have wrote for you
your hands they would shake
a pen you did hold
each time you did wake
and now that you're gone
and all that I knew father this poem
I have wrote for you
This was for my dad all the other one's he wrote
I hope yall liked his poems
He has passed on
But he wanted some of his work to live
and thank you all for reading he would be happy
I hope yall liked his poems
He has passed on
But he wanted some of his work to live
and thank you all for reading he would be happy
