A Poem for Daddy
I’m sorry that you have to go to work all day
And it’s very boring
When you have to work on the computer at home.
And it’s very fun
When you baby sit us
When momma is out on an outing.
And it’s very boring
When you have to work on the computer at home.
And it’s very fun
When you baby sit us
When momma is out on an outing.
posted by Man of Issaquah at 3:50 PM
2 Comments:
This poem gives me nothing. Just, nothing. It reads like a simple, boring note. No imagery, no metaphors or similies or wordplay or anything. I mean, maybe there's something in there for you, something private or very personal, but I don't see it, so it's merely plain boring, really.
This is a lovely and loving poem written for that special someone - Daddy.
Daddy must be a special person.
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