The Father's Day Lament

The Father's Day Lament

By Saskia Liddick

 

How do I celebrate a day in honor of my father,

when there is no father for for me to honor?

How do I raise up the man in my life,

When I have no man in my life?

How do I give thanks to the man who looked out for me,

when he has never been there to watch me grow?

How do I thank the man who gave me life,

when he took his own life away from me?

How do I celebrate Father's day,

when I have no father to celebrate?

 

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Hate the Season

By Saskia Liddick

 

Walking in a grocery store on a Saturday,

and see the "I love yous" and "Your the best" cards,

makes me cringe and hurry by.

Sitting in the park on a cloudless Sunday,

and seeing the laughing men, sons, and daughters,

makes me want to curl inside myself.

Going to the cemetary on a cloudy Monday,

to visit a stone that says "Walter Liddick"

makes me want to cry myself to sleep.

Sitting in a classroom on a neurtral Tuesday,

and hearing how people appreciated father,

makes me jealous that you're not here.

Lying in bed on a sleepy Wensday,

and thinking of you and how much I loved you,

makes me want to bring you back to me.

Looking through the mail on a Thursday,

and seeing all the letters for Grandpa,

makes me hate Father's day even more.

Listening to your favorite music on a Friday,

and thinking of you as Hotel California plays,

makes me hurt even more than you could think.

Going for a drive on a beautiful Saturday,

and seeing the clouds in the sky,

makes me think of your last message to me.

Dear Daddy, I wish you were here. Love your little Snuggle Bunny

Author's Note

This is one of my least favorite holidays, because it reminds me of the father I had loved so much who died years ago. When I see all of the father's day cards and all the father's hugging their children, makes me think of him and makes me want to curl up and cry. I love you Daddy