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this poem is for my Dad. if you didn't know, my Dad died when i was 13, and it's been really hard for me. my Dad and i were really close, he was my best friends. he understood me more than anyone does. AND DON'T TELL ME TO GET THE ******** OVER IT, BECAUSE IF YOU DO THERE'S GOING TO BE BIG TROUBLE WITH YOU AND I!!!!!!

well. here's the poem.

For Dad

You are the bread and the knife, the crystal goblet and the wine.
You are the whisper of the wind and the waves crashing up on shore.
You are the blue bird shining in the sun showing off its glossy blue and the russell in the trees.
You are the ripples in the water and the moonlight shining down on earth, making the night glow.
You are the firefly in the field and the majestic tiger in the jungle hunting for its prey.
You are the butterfly that lands on my shoulder and the millions of flowers in the fields.
You are the seasons: summer, winter, fall, and spring.
You are the sand on the beach and the dolphins jumping out of the oceans, flying above it.
You are the snow falling from the sky, landing on the ground and the snowflakes flowing gracefully to earth.
You are the smell of the autumn and the leaves falling to the ground.
You are the rain that falls down and the flowers that start to bloom.
You are the stars in the night and the moon’s shine.
You are my life and everything beautiful.
You are the memories in my mind and the thoughts I think of everyday.
You are the father to me and always will be.
You are the beauty on this earth and the spirit that roams.
You are the music I play and the songs I sing.
But mostly, you are my dad and the heart that beats in my chest.
You are my miracle dad and now my guardian angel.