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My Dad, My Hero
I was definitely a “daddy’s girl” when I was little. I use to follow my dad everywhere. If he was going to the store or running errands, I was in the car. He called me his “Goldilocks” and nearly cried...
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My poetry skills are limited. Who am I kidding? They’re practically non-existent. But somewhere around 5am this morning, this came to me. And while it may not win any awards, I hope it shows the great...
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This post was originally published for Father’s Day in 2011. My dad passed away this month (August 2019). He is missed. On Father’s Day in 2014, I woke up with the beginnings of this poem in my...
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