Absent Fathers


I see fathers both here and there
A mother who tries to play both
I look at my life and am grateful
My dad stayed here
Always there to hear my fear
And comfort my cry
How come some are never there for their young
While some are near and dear I'm glad I have mine
At the end of the day I know mine will be here
And I'll always have a place in his heart
He is the true definition of what a father truly is

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