Father And DaughterA Poem by therisa
Parents say
They don’t favour One child over another. Yet They think Us kids don’t see Their little white lie Being told To us. Know I wasn’t Your favourite child Dad M was. How he shared Your love For being hands-on Tinkering around with tools. Placing you Upon a pedestal So high He worshipped the ground You walked upon. To me You’re just my dad A man who love To talk about history And politics With me. Am sorry You never got to see Your daughter Before your death Dad. You were So proud of me For getting my BA From Carleton University. Only hope Your spirit is Looking down And guiding me Like you did So long ago. © 2011 therisaAuthor's Note
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Added on February 14, 2011 Last Updated on February 14, 2011 AuthortherisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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