by Eddie Kiena
I watch as my dad sits there,
old but wise
he knows all the ways of life.
He knows the best from right and wrong,
he even knows how to sing a good song.
But there's one thing that makes my dad unique, it's that he is my guardian,
and he'll always love our family.
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