Daddy Went A Courtin'
My father was a charming fellow and a confirmed bachelor at thirty nine|
Who one day met my Mom and she thought he was mighty fine
My Mom was a lovely lady and divorced with a very small little girl
Dad like her right off, he said that's okay Sweetie, so they gave it a whirl
Down the road a bit, My Dad asked her for her hand, in wedlock
She said yes, and they left the cafe and walked down the sidewalk
They were wed in nineteen hundred and thirty nine, til death do part
They were the best parents a kid could ask for, they loved each right from the start.
Poem written for the challenge 'Til Death or Days Do Part'
Narrator: OnePurpleCrayon February 6th, 2015
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