October 6, 2008

He’s a warrior
Like a solider

He loves his country
But hates the president

He loves to tease
Like a dog wanting a chew toy

He loves laughter
Like his grand children

He loved his kid
Like a fat kid loves cake

He was loving
But yet strict

A flirt is what I use to call him
There were any memories

He passed
But yet I wasn’t ready for it

But then again who’s ready for death

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