Father’s Day


When I was single and alone

“Another exhausting day,” I’d groan
Meaningless words and nightlife

No matter the people in my life
I was a hole filled with nothing

Not knowing what was coming
Until the day we met

How could I forget
From that time on

(Boy, how time has gone!)
With you, I became half filled

Children, I became fulfilled
Empty hole I once was yearning 

Now a nest with chicks chirping
Thanks to you times a million

The father of my children

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