Dad is talking and texting on the phone,
He’s always talking while walking,
And never says goodbye.
He’s always saying “Hi”,
Even in July,
When it’s warm,
Or even in a storm.
He’s talking even while rocking in his chair,
He doesn’t care.
He even talks while we’re cutting his hair!
Ruth
Youth 1
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