father's day
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Yo se que no hamblamos de todo
pero tampoco hay esa necsisdad
porque los mejores momentos son los mas simples.
No hay que decir nada para disfrutar
esos momentos que pasamos juntos.
By Joseph Abelardo Conaty
Sometimes we get led astray
And forget that it is Father's Day
He is the support of our house
He sets traps for ants and for a mouse
This person on my mind is someone special
Someone that don't let my heart skip a beat
You might call it "bull" or maybe even "smoke blowing"
I am describing a person
A marvelous human being
I am fifteen years old, going on sixteen, and my father calls me chickadee.
I do not know why—I am not chipper like one at five in the morning, nor do I
have the required vocals down.
Tainted words
Attempting to create a bleak truth of you
But my memory stays pure
Nothing they say
Can penetrate
How I remember
The way you took care of me
Treated me older than I was
Hey there Dad, get your gun
let's go to the woods for some fun.
The weather is mild and not too bright,
cotton tails been out all night.
little boys playing ball
on the basketball court
running through solid grounds
shooting jump shots off the glass backboards
looking
searching for the manhood in their father's faces
seeking the resemblance
