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Jun 2019
Father
Father, Dad, Old Man titles of the man who loved me his way.
Who showed me how to stand tall and to play.
He taught me strength and values.
He may have not loved my mom I understand, the two were not one.
But he loved me as his seed, as his prince, as his son.
The love I have cannot be compared to none.
He took me to the park, he may not have been super in your eyes.
But to me he is my super guy.
I will give all he has given me to the world.
When I look in the mirror I see my dad.
Pops I know things I've done may have made you mad.
Some of the things you did made me sad.
But, no matter what I will always love you
My Dad!
C. E Cheatham
Kliff Thee Poet
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Kliff Thee Poet  43/M/Phoenix Arizona
(43/M/Phoenix Arizona)   
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