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Life doesn't always hand you a perfect hand, but that wont keep you from playing a perfect game.

Daddy is home

Sissy is scared

Mommy is crying

Life isn't fair! 

The door swings open

"Sissy go and hide!"

Mommy isn't looking

When Daddy strikes my eyes

With a face that's black and purple

I watch the setting sun

Sissy and Mommy went missing

Daddy has come and gone

Alone I sit in our house

Waiting for the day

That Mommy comes to find me

For Sissy to smile and play 

The season cycled many times

Mommy never came

I never again saw my Sissy 

Daddy claims I'm to blame 

It's a mystery how I live

Through hell and high fire

So many cuts and bruises

Love is my only desire

Now, I've grown a lot since then

With a family of my own

A wife two girls and a boy

No bruises to be shown

Father had bad Habits 

No one can deny 

In all my Father helped me learn

How to better live this life

Author's Note

Played with rhyme and stuff again. Tried to make kind of a rhythm.

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

Heart touching poem. Loved each and every sentence. Well written.

[Kathrine Rethorn]

Thank you very much!