Wednesday 10 September 2014

Papa Don't Preach.

Papa I'm sorry
You told me I was too young
But you forgot youthful exuberance
I have always wanted to tell you
You were once my age and although now you are older and wiser
You ought to know better
You tried to stifle me but
You ought to know such won't work
You call me your ticking bomb
If you only know how correct you are
This is to you in advance
I have been patient
Time is running out
I love you daddy but I have to fly
Happy Fathers' day.
@nkemoyaghire.

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