Over the year's I've battled the feelings I've had for my father. He left me and mom many years ago when I was barely potty trained but it still cuts deep like it was yesterday. This is me coming to terms with it....I pray this helps someone going through the same thing.
Son of a man
Who was more in love with the night
And his personal affairs
Than to attend
To his son
I can’t begin to tell you
The years I spent hating you
Funny how we despise things
Then
Upon
Looking in the mirror
We see the face that draws so much anger out of you
We could’ve been the dynamic duo
But you left at night fall
Leaving Robin
To strike out on his own
And now you want to come back
Only to see
I have taken your mantle
Your little man
Is now a grown man
With a little man
Of my own
Being with him
Learning
Playing
Enjoying his company
Makes me think of what we could’ve been
Nevermore
The past is dead
And the future has yet so much life left
To breathe into our lives
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