Saturday, January 28, 2012

My Father Comments

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My father lays sleeping on the couch,
No sound is audible, his face a pall of white,
The crinkled jaw my youth hardly saw, unhinged and opened wide
As if waiting for the words to say.
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Bethany Louise Chipperfield
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Kelsi Brockway 02 February 2012

Love this poem it is sooooo cute. I love how it has a serious note but yet it is so sweet and funny. Thank you.

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Bethany Chipperfield 02 February 2012

Thank you very much it means a lot to hear that

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Cakes 033 28 January 2012

You have an amazing talent! ! !

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Bethany Louise Chipperfield

Bethany Louise Chipperfield

Huntingfield, Brook Cottage
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