Daddy, Daddy

Daddy, Daddy

A Poem by Britny_ Grady
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Growing up and realizing the truth.

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Daddy, Daddy

 

'Daddy, Daddy, come and play'

That's what I use to say.

'Go away, just leave me be'

That's what you would say to me.

 

'Be big and don't cry'

Was another way you'd reply.

'Go and play with your brother'

That was yet another. 

 

'Maybe some other day'

That's how you turned me away.

'Today was the concert, Oh, I forgot'

I remember you said that a lot.

 

'When you're big you'll understand'

I'm older now but it's still out of hand.

'I don't care, you're just a kid'

That was your response, no matter what I did.

 

'Your mom's not the boss, I am'

Then the back door would always slam

'Do this', 'Do that'

Comands were all you ever spat

 

'I'm sorry, I really am'

Why should I give a damn?

'Daddy's left us for his girlfriend down south'

Mom told us, you couldn't open your own mouth

 

'Daddy, Daddy, Come home today'

Those are words I will never say. 

 

© 2010 Britny_ Grady


Author's Note

Britny_ Grady
This is another poem I wrote in high school for which I got a C- on. To me it's one of the better ones since it fits my personality back then... well, what did you think? Like it, dislike it, neutral. I'm open to all interpretations.

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i would have atleast givin it a b plus. i like the poem its set out real good. actualy probably would have gave it an A. its sad and can relate to people with dad problems. good job.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Britny_ Grady
Britny_ Grady

Muscatine, IA



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Hi. My name is, as I said, Britny Grady. I am a twenty-year-old who still lives with my mother while I go to college in the area (it's cheap/free). I have always had an overly vivid imagination and.. more..

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