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Memories of Dad.
By Tekil Henry
Why do we honor fathers especially if they are not around.
When I think about my father all I want to do is frown.
My father was my mother struggling all the way,giving us food,
clothes and shelter with her little bit of pay.
This poem is supposed to be about fathers I didn't mean to get real mad,
but my strongest memory of my father is how he made my mom sad.
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