a wee poem

my daughter was with me the night out taking shots of darwen we had been out for a while and it was getting cold and dylane said dad I’m cold wish i was in a wheel chair so you could push me home.i said to her thats not really a nice thing to say hen.. she said why dad and i told her that my brother was in a wheel chair and he had no choice and that saying things like that wasn’t thinking about others around us in life.she said ok dad then thought for a while then said i get it now dad than started to ask questions 🙂 she knows her uncle john a wee bit better the night and said she wish she could have meet him 🙂 x

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