Daddy Walks Past me

A re-married father ignores his little disabled daughter on a public walking path.

Daddy walks past me

On the path, pretending not

To see me, my chair

The backpack of a

Better, not disappointing

Child in his right hand

The tugging, terse grip

They're dead weight what about us

In his other hand

I watch as daddy

Walks past me, ignores me, I

Don't understand why