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Things Change.

by GemmaDavies

Daddy, can you open this jar? Daddy, don’t forget to make my bed. Daddy, can you make my dinner now? Daddy, I’ve hurt my head. Daddy, I’ve fallen over! Daddy, I wish I could come too. Daddy, my tummy hurts today. Daddy, what would I do without you? Daddy, I don’t like the doctors! Daddy, I would like a cup of tea. Daddy, my clothes need cleaning. Daddy, thank you for taking care of me. Gemma, can you open this jar? Gemma, don’t forget to make my bed. Gemma, can you make my dinner now? Gemma, I’ve hurt my head. Gemma, I’ve fallen over! Gemma, I wish I could come too. Gemma, my tummy hurts today. Gemma, what would I do without you? Gemma, I don’t like the doctors! Gemma, I would like a cup of tea. Gemma, my clothes need cleaning. Gemma, thank you for taking care of me.
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Written by
GemmaDavies
37 / F / Moved from UK to USA
For You?
Written by
GemmaDavies
37 / F / Moved from UK to USA
Published
Feb 26, 2019
Time
2m
Notes

He cared for me when I needed him,

Now I care for him now he needs me.

My Dad, my Mum, my best friend,

To me, he is all three.

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