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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449535" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Father</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">my father was a merchant seaman since the age of twelve<br>left spain because he was living in hell.<br>living in valencia, by the shore, thinking of<br>lands he never saw before.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he was determined to travel the seas<br>and the world to explore<br>.and see life on every shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he had his papers forged to make him older<br>and with time, he got much bolder.<br>he learned to drink with all the others<br>then put his head under the pillow <br>for his tears to smother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">at the age of twenty five he got to see<br>just how AMERICA could be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a freedom that he never knew before<br>finally surfaced in his mind<br>and in this country he knew was the time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">on a trip to the caribbean islands that his <br>coworkers told him about<br>he saw a woman that caught his eye<br>and knew right then that she was one of a kind.<br> her brothers were merchant seamen just like him<br>laughed and gave him a grin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">come on in and pull up a chair! <br>you're like us, so it's only fair.<br>meet my sister, juanita is her name<br>she is very shy, our mother is to blame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">puerto rico is a small island, and like us<br>the world she would love to see<br>but we know that this could never be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">our mother has her betrowed to another<br>which she cares nothing about.<br>so we ask that you marry her and take<br>her to the states.<br>do it quickly, do not hesitate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so marry her he did.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the passion that was<br>in his soul and in his heart<br>would join as one and never part.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they had four children of which he was proud<br>they loved and respected him, and never made a sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he would continue to travel the world over<br>till he retired at the age of sixty six.<br>and being with his family was his mental fix.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so this is to our father<br> his spirit we hold dear.<br>because we know<br>he is always near.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> GOD BLESS YOU</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louis+Rams">Louis Rams</a><div class=q>
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