FATHERS DAY
Even though
I’m far away
Even though
I couldn’t stay
It doesn’t mean
I didn’t care
Sometimes life
Just isn’t fair
There are times
When we’re alone
There are times
We only phone
I cannot hold
You in my arms
I only pray
You don’t find harm
I promise this
To you my dear
When I am free
You’ll never fear
I’ll give my all
In every way
I promise this
On fathers day
THEIR OLD MAN
There is no doubt
You must agree
Life is hard
When you’re not free
This pain I have
This loss of feel
It’s something alive
It’s something real
I cannot bend
Or even break
I must be strong
For their sake
And as I
Hold this line
Outside these walls
Are children of mine
They too, live
Day by day
They too, have
Words to say
I hope they share
All they can
Share their hurt
With their old man
THE DAD I HAD
As I sit
In this place
And think about
Time and space
My mind drifts
Back to when
I was young
And clean of sin
When all that was
Asked of me
Was to be polite
And dirt free
Looking at
My life today
Of where I am
What can I say
All the times
That I thought wrong
Of how he sang
The same old song
He did all he could
To keep me from bad
It was me who failed
Not the dad I had
-peace
There is always a deep and sometimes plural meaning behind what you writing. As a reader, it fascinates me. I see the “obvious intent”, I see “meaningful intent”, finally, I can see something of a personal level. Something perhaps the reader is not meant to understand. It may be something to bring comfort to yourself and family.
Whatever it is, it makes your writing style intriguing. I look for to writing with you again…ones of these days I will figure you out! hahah
Nothing says “Happy Birthday” like the words that come from the heart… Remembering you always!
“Summer doesn’t sleep at night…”
Frank