--Seventeen--
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I will always love her,
I will always care,
Much as I detest
Her purple dyed hair.

It isn't the nose rings
For I hate those,
As much as I do
Her miserable clothes.


It's hard to love
Her personality,
She won't even
Talk to me.

I love her because
She's seventeen
And my daughter.
Do you know what I mean?
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© Charles Minshall 2000

I must put in a dis-claimer here. This is not any of my
daughters. It is only a what if...~(:-D)=(...cem
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Cute poem. You disclaim after your disowned her?:-) ~ Cy
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:-)like having a dream and waking up to find it's not so! Thank goodness! hey! (grins)
nice one cem. ~ audee
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Had one teenager like this, thankfully that phase has passed:) very much related to this one...alice
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Thanks to all....cem
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From a parent's heart...as it would be...if... good one cem! My daughter went through a stage where she wanted to wear black...now she wears pink...of course she grew up...she will turn 22 next month! Where does the time go? m.e.