<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418009" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A letter to My Dad</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dad it's been twenty years, <br>since you have been gone now<br>when ever I think of you<br>the thought, brings tears</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's so much to tell<br>you, I don't know where to begin<br>two months, after you died<br>we had a son, he's so big now, I'm in a spell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wanted for you, to meet my wife, <br>in a way you did, only at your funeral, <br>by then, it was to late<br>strangers were we, but never any strife</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Between us, there was no hate or any love<br>many wasted words had we<br>I would like to mention, we have a daughter, <br>and she's sweet as a dove</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Remeber the day, that you gave me old shep<br>he was a very fine dog<br>for a long time, I had him<br>for many years, he had a lot of pep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After nine years, he died too, <br>seems like ever thing I love<br>dies sooner or later<br>and that makes me feel, very blue</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You don't realize, how much you love<br>some one, until their gone, <br>and then they<br>fly away like a dove</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Toward the end, we had some good talks<br>you told me many things i didn't know <br>at your farm, on our many walks</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You told me how you played ball, <br>it must have been something, <br>to have played back then<br>my son, dad like you is very tall</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have a very happy life<br>dad, I wish you could meet<br>my son and daughter, <br>also my wife</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dad, it's to bad, I didn't know you better, <br>too many years were wasted<br>and I should have told you, I love you, <br>so that's the reason, for this letter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">written June 18,1990 In Memory of my dad Elmer W. Foulk<br>Born September 13,1904 Died October 10,1970</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jim+Foulk">Jim Foulk</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418009" data-title="A letter to My Dad de Jim Foulk" data-description="Dad it's been twenty years, since you have been gone now when ever I think of you the thought, brings tears There's so much to tell you, I don't know where to begin two months, after you died we had a son, he's so big now, I'm in a spell I want..."></div> </div> </div>

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