When mother went away
You took her place.
You showed me how
To pull my socks on
Master the alphabet
Spell words like"icicle."
You told me wonder tales -
Jack the Giant Killer
The Three Bears.
You bandaged my cut knees
Bought me a Raleigh bike.
A Coventry thoroughbred.
Saw I was schooled
Took on my feckless Dad.
I veered from policies
That you endorsed
But kept your moral stance
As best I could.
I travel the road
Through the dead years
Back to your love.
- Robert Greacen
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