You are patient
You are kind
You are patient
With trials of crooks
When they bring worries to you
When they argue, fight
You put them in the slammer
Now all will be well
You are kind
When I am mad
You are nice and calm me down
When we yell at you
You forgive us and love us
Never being mean
Love is patient
Love is kind
You are Love, Dad
You are Love
I like your poem.
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