Father, Daddy, Dad Acrostic

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From birth his caring for me begun,

A man who had his second son.

Time has run and much to mourn,

He taken young, we so forlorn.

Each year we think of days now gone,

Remembering makes his care live on.

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Do I with fondness have thoughts to share?

A plethora examples of loving care.

Days with daddy when I was young,

Deeds of valour from war unsung,

Your lessons taught, your banner hung.

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Day of days, loving cup to brim,

And us grown old, our thoughts not dim.

Dad, daddy, father, all words for him.

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