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Dad – a poem

Dad He used to shine my shoes, said it was his military training, couldn’t abide the scuff marks. He used to offer mom broccoli, as a bouquet, every time they bought groceries. He would go for veggie burgers with a friend, though he wasn’t a vegetarian. He made sure we were all equal, treating everyone fairly, never looking down on anyone. His stern voice scared … Continue reading Dad – a poem