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Graduation Poem
I know that the 18 years you’ve raised me
Have never been easy
I made many many many mistakes
Countless decisions have been made
That chipped away at our trust
Your heart never did change
Even when I made you angry
And I believed that I could never redeem myself
You assured me that I could
Reminded me that you love me
You never gave me quite the wrong look
And saved me from a world of pain
You smiled at me when I applied to drive
And hugged me when I fell and cut my knees
From riding a bike
A silly younger me
You watched me self sabotage
Let me learn my own lessons
And made sure I was safe
You worked hard no matter your feeing
Even if motivation was lacking
Because family is everything
I know that things won’t be the same
One less person at the dining table
To make jokes while you eat
I know that it’s scary and honestly pretty crazy
That I am all grown up
But believe me
I could never have done that
If you gave up
On me
You didn’t seem to bat an eye
When I told random things about my life
And you helped me through hard times
I love you Dad
I’ll do you proud
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I've written this, I have a little longer before college, but I wrote this for my dad because my growing years have been rough for him. And me growing up hasn't and isn't easy for him. I hope to give him a collection of poems when I move out and this is one of them.