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May 2014
burning hot like a candle's wick
now is he the one who make you sick?
is it the same old man you once
admired more than your loved ones?

who has changed; you or him!
to make you feel so dim?
have you ever thought how you'll feel
when the time'll come for you to kneel,

before your own lads,
when they toss their loving dad?
do hesitate before you start to gasp...
about the so called generation gap

have you ever happened to think
even for a lapse of a wink,
for whom the wick is burning?
isn't it you ; who is gaining,

the light of his great sacrifice?
pouring straight from his orifice
is the glorious part
most of us fail to byheart
the verses of an open book;which had
the love of a dedicated dad.....
dad we are never born apart.....i love you..
kris evans
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