After Being Well-Regaled
Pretty Much All Day
I Called My Dad For Just Five Minutes
And He Impressed Me With The Significance
Of The Things He Had To Say
He Likes My Poems Well Enough
But He Says I Cuss Too Much
Blame That On The Little Pencil
That Got A Bit Too Much Attention
And While He May Be Aging
His Thoughts Still Entertain Me
And Teach Me How To Be Better
And I Would Be Filled With Glee
If Once In A While He Would Send
An E-Mail Letter To Me…