In the 60s, World War II vets weren't like anyone else, <br />and so my Father and I didn't get along. <br />Catholic school girls are pretty screwed up, too, <br />so we were probably a lot alike. <br />And now that I have that figured out, <br />he's dead and I can't even tell him, <br />can't tell him he was a hero, <br />and that I'd drink, too, if I had four kids.<br /><br />Moonchild Diva<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daddio/
