It took a village to make me a college graduate, thank you dad

When I was a little girl I quit dreaming. I never played with dolls or believed I would be married someday. I never believed I would be a mom. But something happened when I turned thirteen. You gained custody. You took me all by myself fishing and talked about the sky. You gave me individualized attention. You helped me dream someday that I would be a wife, a mom, a worker in society. You helped me dream.

Now its true I'm a wife, a mother, a college graduate

Thank you

poem by Kimberly Anderson
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