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Question: A poem for Buk and Fathers!. Comments!?
Rainy Days

In my youth
Dad took me up north
Beautiful Land O' Lakes
And gentle rain!.

Some wet sodden hours
Read, nap or eat
Since we aren't out fishing
I talk to my father!.

He tends bacon on the grill
Boats we bail, we check bait
Nothing to do on dreary days
And my Father talks to me!.

Memory rings true
In bleak overcast moods
Having all to myself
The gentle rain of my Father!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Pulchritudinous Www@QuestionHome@Com

True my father was at home in the woods!. Being part Indian the woods was his church, to bad I did not hear more of his stories!. Thanks for the memories!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

How I envy you such memories! Your last line is brilliant with love! Www@QuestionHome@Com