it runs in the familyA Poem by k.m.b.
I have always been told, “you’re just like your father.” Not in the way we looked, and definitely not in the way we walked. It’s in our strong personalities, which are just as quiet and gentle. He has always been a walking oxymoron. And me, just like my daddy.
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Added on January 18, 2016 Last Updated on January 18, 2016 Author |