David

A photograph of my 23-year old father

I am the spitting image

I am the voice and the hair and the eyes

The Carhartt jacket and the boots

The delicate piano fingers roughened by guitar strings

The soft lips turned up in a cocky, smart-mouth smirk

I am my father's daughter.

A photograph of the 23-year old me

In a dress and a graduation gown

His parents are so proud, but all I want

Is to see him there with me, but he never will be.

So now, I am my father

I am the son they never wanted 

But a son they would rather have than him

I graduate with honors and certifications

He was the drop out who snorted and fucked

Everyone is so proud of me.

And I am my father- I am the person he wanted to be

With the parents he could never please

And my mum who he never wanted to leave

But with his pride he couldn't say this.

The best I could do was trying to understand him

And to honor his wish that I would live

Live a life he didn't have the strength to grasp

I am my father, cut from the same cloth

I just have stronger threads.

Author's Note

I graduated yesterday. I wished my dad was there

Reviews

[Kyle]

These words are very rich and powerful...i can identify very much.