From you daddy by Ann WoodFrom you, Daddy!
I learned from you to fight.
From you, Daddy! You willed me
to hide a man in his fragile body
and never fall to my knees.
I learned from you to laugh
when it hurts me to have a seizure.
Life, he told me, was my life to live
and swallow my tears.
Teach me your hand in a fist to bend,
grit my teeth and stand
human positions and principles.
I will not transfer my friends.
I did it too! I learned with will.
They call me "girl tough".
Nobody knows when I'm alone
how my tired body moves.
I wish I was more a woman
and keep my back.
Not me to be the guide, make the way.
And another in the impassable before me to gas ....
Good thing it taught me to fight!
I like you, Dad, I love you today.
For men, it is gratuitous, gratuitous.
I learned to look like you!
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2019-09-05 at 19:36
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