An unfortunate boyA Poem by A love for poetryI wish you had of died that day instead of being here alive perhaps I could have wondered, how great you were inside Why did you wait nine years before deciding to disappear telling me you had to go somewhere brought me painful tears I was only nine when I heard these dreadful words it cast a great big scar in me, till this day it hurts In these last six years or so I think I've seen you twice when you made that decision that day did you ever consider the price Though I understand you now twenty years in time I still feel so unfortunate, growing up fatherless from nine Now that I am older dad, I can see from where you've come granddad! What a b*****d he was, ruthless beating his son Nine years old, 6am rounding up the cows bare feet in the winter days running up and down You stopped to warm them up by standing in some poo what a hard man grandpa was, not providing you some shoes Now I get it dad, I get it, it's ok perhaps I'll come say hi to you before you pass away Give me a few more years, till i'm ready and well prepared I would hate to see you seeing me, well up with all these tears My friend told me she saw you and that you were doing really good she said, same old as usual, nothing much, as it would! But now that I have written here a short poem of it all perhaps I should consider it… giving you a call? © 2012 A love for poetryReviews
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