About the Poem
My poem reflects the love that I have for my dad - the same as I did when I was five years old. These are memories that keep me young at heart.
|I am old, but I am young,
In the memories of a distant sun.
Hand in hand,
We stroll along.
As we sing our song.
Skipping and Laughing,
Smiles that we share.
It's a Father's love -
None could ever compare.
I am old, but I am young,
As long as childhood memories are sung.
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