Growing Up Poem

A father holds his son's hand in the often confusing process of growing up and even more important he knows when too let go.

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My Dad

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Published: February 2006


When I was alone he was there
To give me love and show he cared
He gave me every thing I need
Knew when to let go so I could lead
But he was there when I fell down
Dusted me off and gave me back my crown
Taught me the difference between good and bad
And held me when I was feeling sad
Told me my life was up to me
He could show but only I could see
Always there to lend a hand
Left me from water to land
But now has come the day
For me to lead my own way.

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