Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

Reader's Poem; DAD

Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

Reader's Poem; DAD

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Byline: STEVEN HOOKWAY

OH my Dad where do I start?

Tell it like it is I guess straight from my heart

I sometimes feel I don't know you or about your life

You never seem to open up, just take things in your stride

I want us to be good friends, after all you are my Dad

I want you to be proud of your son, as I'm still your little lad

I don't know about your days before you met dear Mum

You never tell any stories about when you were young

The time spent in the forces you never ever mention

Time is precious my Dad, you're now drawing a pension

I know it must have been hard after your Dad died so young

But I need you Dad and want to know so please speak with your tongue

I never hear those words from you if you are proud of what I've done

I know if s hard for two men to show emotions but we have really none

I feel we are the closest we have ever been

Since IVe married and you're a granddad yet again

This however is just a start there's so much I want to know

We need to spend some time together just us pair on our own

We could watch the footy or share a pint or three

I always love the time we spend when if s just you and me

The holidays you gave us when I was still at school

I know you must have saved real hard, I am not a fool

I can see things clearer now, now that I am a Dad

You really always put us first did the best with what you had

For this I really appreciate all you've done for me

What I'm trying to say is, I love you Dad surely you can see

STEVEN HOOKWAY, Wrekenton. …

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