Poetry Wait I'm Daddy

Thank you dad
make me happy along with you
still clearly feels affection
Wherever although no father,

I'm sorry your dad when tired,
I always whine
always ask for all the
ask you to carry and you're spoiled,

Dad, I miss my father!

Remembered as the father carrying
I remember when bathing
remembered when I take the road
remember when my father taught me to talk, hug
and said all of that advice,

Now I bathe father
put the father in a white dress that
I pick her tearful father,
My dad brought home
but not to the house,

Wait I got home dad
new fathers home
happy as ever.

By; Ahmad Zaki Alhusaini