I would like to tell u about a man that i call poppie.when i was about 12 i was havin a hard time with everthing an everyone.encluding my natural father.i felt like alittle girl lost.my natural father got mad at me for playin the radio.and slap me so hard it knock the radio out my hand an me on the ground .he was a big man with big hands.he sent me back to jacksonville.i felt like my hold world came crashin down.my father reject me and i didnt know why.he(andrew)ask me what was wrong i told him.he told me dont worry bout it thats why god gave u two daddies.when u lose one u always have another.when i smile thats when he said now go to bed.but acouple of years latter.i lost my real father.it hurted so bed.he sat beside me me an said dont worrie..i'm your daddie now and he hug me an gave me a kiss.it felt so good to have a father that actualy loved me.an i truly beleive he love me more than my birthfather ever did.thats why his passin hurts so bed.because he was the first man to truely love me with all my faults an he never gave up on me desite how mad i made him.i love u so much daddy.my heartaches cuz u not here.but i promise to do everything to make u proud of me.