Poetic Night by Gary R. Hess - HTML preview

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The Good Old Days

 

I hate the way you treated me

Coming home drinking those nights

Not one day went by without it

Those times you hit me, my brother

We tried to run but always caught

Hits were harder

Stronger, worse, even more

I remember the boards you used

To hit us those nights

And 'make us learn'

Times have changed now

But the scars still remain

Deep inside, I will hate you forever

But I can’t change that you’re my dad