My Family

My Family

There is someone special to me.
By the photo on the left you can see, she’s my mother.
As a family,
She raised us, my sister and brother.
Dad left when I was six;
Still feel the rejection from lack of affection.
My Dad leaving made quite an impression
And I fought bouts of depression.

Staying together,
Mom worked hard when my Dad disappeared.
Divorce is a kid’s worse fear,
But I saw it coming with all the yelling,
Over money;
There was never enough.
Dad started drinking and got rough.
I remember Dad swore, “I’m never coming back,”
As he slammed shut the door.

I thought I did something wrong; my fault.
I did nothing wrong. This is Dad’s fault.
He wasn’t there to play in the park,
To calm us when afraid of the dark.
Looking back in time, it is such a shame.
Yet, my Dad alone bears the blame.
I’m grown now and my Dad wants to share my life;
To see my kids and meet my wife.

Don’t know if I can forgive and forget.
Mom said, “Your decision to let
Dad in,
To start a relationship that never had a chance to begin.”
I wonder how different my children would be
Denied having a Daddy.
I can’t treat my Dad as badly
But I remember my childhood sadly.

Mom worked full-time and left us alone
Checking all the time by telephone
If we needed anything,
But without parents home, life is a sad thing.
Under the circumstances, as a mother would,
Mom did the best she could.
Mom refuses to see Dad, but I think it would be bad,
If my kids didn’t have a Granddad.