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Dad?

By Bruno Jordan   

Gray hair
Is what my dad has
It was at an early age I knew he was getting old
It wasn’t hard to notice
It was like a bull laying next to bunch of seagals
It was clear to see
Black glasses
Is what my dad wears
As I wave my hand 100 feet away he stares
I love my dad he always wanted the best for me
Because he cares

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