Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings

Trying something a little different. I hope you enjoy

Quarter til three a.m.
The phone rings
My hello answered with tears
and a voice saying
�It�s me dad, Stephen�
I�ve messed up really bad
took all the money you had
about to board a bus to L.A.
I�ve just got to get away
I can�t face my mistakes
Didn�t want to call
But it just felt wrong
not to at least say goodbye
and tell you what was going on

Marcy�s pregnant, she due in June
I tried to get her to leave too
wanted to take care of her
especially with the baby on the way
I thought we would always be together
Said she couldn�t
wouldn�t
didn�t want to be with me
after I got kicked out of school
They found drugs in my locker
I wanted to tell you
but I was too ashamed
Couldn�t bring myself to see the hurt in your eyes
and to know I was to blame

Choking back my own tears
Trying to find the words to say
A lump resting in my throat
I speak
Stephen please don�t go
We can face this together
No matter what you�ve done
You are still my son
and I love you
Come home so we can talk
We can work this all out
If you leave you�ll never know
Just come home son
If you run now
you�ll be running the rest of your life

But dad I feel so lost
I just don�t know if you�ll see me the same
Look at all I�ve done
How could I ever face you again

Son I love you
Just come home
You will always be my son
No matter what you�ve done
Please just come home

Alright dad I�ll come home
Good, see you soon

Phone hangs up
Silence on the other end
Wrong number
it would seem
but
To the right man
I think to myself
I guess I would�ve made a good dad

Author's Note

Trying something a little different. I hope you enjoy

Reviews

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Wow, this poem is great! This could make an awesome story, too. I liked the way you put the dialogue in the poem and actually made the piece more interesting. The tittle really attrcted me, just so you know. I realized the poem was way better than it, though. The content flows really well. I can see it all happening right in front of me. Pretty sad story. You tricked me, I actually thought he was the real father, a good writer does that. I really liked this poem a lot. Just letting you know, I'm adding it to my library.

[Keira]

Wow, this was really very touching. I really enjoy this. It's amazing with the dialogue in there and it flow beautifully. Very well done.

[Jack]

This was a nicely twisted story you weaved here my friend. I think the out come is one we all wish will come when he get home though.

[jenbem]

this is wonderful. it's not only a great write but it is so good content wise. I got a little teary eyed, I'm not going to lie. I like how you broke up the stanzas to make each section of story easier to read. The ryhme, end and internal help to move it along as well. really a pleasure to read.

[Lori]

What an interesting twist at the end, and I didn't see it coming. But it got me thinking that this would be what the father should say, but might not in that instant because of anger. This intervening "wrong number" stranger really helped by having a better perspective than the parent might in the short term. And thus saves the long-term regrets.

[Collie]

I love the way you mind works sometimes it just amazes me to no end. I loved the twist I thought I knew the ending and then I was wrong.

[Tessa Le Rouge]

wow.
thats amazing, the twist at the end.
i loved it.
good job.

[E. M. Murren]

Your work is usually powerful and healing... facing difficulties and finding solutions or at least drawing attention to pain which needs to be healed. This is no exception. I think I read a WOW in reading through the comments... that about sums up this poem... WOW. Fine work. I love the twist at the end... we are all connected. It is wonderful when we act thusly. Cheers.

[Lorraine Pearson]

YOU had me in tears! Now I frustrate over the boy, and wonder whats to become of him--but must realize you created him, and boy did this tug at my heart!
~Lorraiyne

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waw...u had me right there...this a really good piece, quite an unexpected ending. captures a sad story unfolding into a new beginning. a delightful read

[Rain]

Magic. This is great imagination at work. Reel them in. lol. I loved it. Rain..