for my dad, on his birthday

By David Garrett October 17, 2010 Posted in poetry
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The tiny acorn lifts its head

And sees the mighty tree

“When I grow tall and I grow strong

That’s what I’d like to be”

So now I grow and everyday

I’m thankful for you, Dad —

The greatest tree to strive to be

An acorn ever had


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