this is a poem I wrote after my daddy died,

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Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, The world was bright you see Rose colored glasses hit the ground, Please give them back to me. The yellow brick road I once was told, Would lead to victory, the tin man came And stole my heart, now he's arfer me. Poppy fields dark and gray, I think I'll Take a rest, close my eyes, and forget about All Lifes tests. If you should find the glasses, the ones I left behind, don't look through them, the The bright sunshine, if lost you'll lose your Mind.