18 November 2021
- Nov 18, 2021
- 1 min read
You’ll always be my baby girl
No matter how old you are
Flesh and blood never disappears
Though you always carry the scars
Words said with almighty haste
And doors slammed in my face
People busy spreading rumours
And trying to give me shade
But I can take those slings and arrows
And them trying to give me the boot
My only parting gift for you is
May you one day see The Truth
Copyright © Hans Ebert
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