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My Dad

I’ve always admired my dad
He never treated me like I was weak
From a young age he taught me to use a hammer
To help fix a car
Eventually swing an axe
I remember painting houses with him
I loved when he picked me up from school
And he continued the mail route we me helping
We spend lots of time outside building or repairing things
I love those moments
It’s like nothing ever changes despite getting older
Written by marina2020 (Rain Woman)
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