My father and me were a pair out of three

bubbaj1s

You two are the same,
is what they proclaim.
"As long as you're alive, he will be too",
Seems to be everyone's view.
The man he was, I wish to be.
My father and me were a pair out of three.

His smile, his gait,
His hair, his weight.
The way he laughed, the way he ate.
He in me, is all they can see.
My father and me were a pair out of three

The way he talked, the way he sat.
The way he looked, the way he spat.
His charm, his wit, it's what they see.
My father and me were a pair out of three.

If you must know, please make no fuss.
The three were: Him, Me, and Us

  • Author: Bubba Jones (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 28th, 2016 00:24
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 31
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Comments2

  • AAA

    this is wonderful!

  • mhpoet

    awesome work



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