my dad is pretty important to me. im a smaller, female version of him. hes is where i get my sense of humor, my love of literature, and my understanding of why people dont understand.
to celebrate today, we went to a local baseball game. the home team won and i had lots of beer. which could also explain my lack of grammar . . .
to my father
two peas in a pod,
keep me grounded yet raised up.
love without delay.
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