Travels With My Dad

Soon after my first marriage, I started working with my Dad;
The most successful traveling salesman, the woman’s apparel business had!
He was a legend in his own time, fame and fortune came his way;
When asked “Who is the greatest”, “Hymie Ran”, they’d always say!
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I handled little specialty shops, my Father, the major stores;
Those were the days before the malls, downtown the people poured!
His rapport with major buyers, was totally unique;
He would help them write large orders, their sales would always peak!
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Sometimes we would travel together, at first class hotels we would be;
He’d show his line in our business suite, and give four hours off to me!
I’d shoot pool or see a movie, then come back late afternoon;
We’d eat dinner at a fancy restaurant, so great my head would swoon!
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Eventually, I found my own niche, a dealer in fine art;
Six years later, so prematurely, my Father had to part!
I look back on those times with him, as the tears run down my face;
Wishing we were still traveling together, and him I could embrace!
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Oh my dear Papa
You made my life so joyous
Our love will ne’er die