Daddy.

not my greatest poem, but i felt like i needed to get my feelings out about this. its about my parents getting divorced.

"When will Daddy be home?"

Those words I should've never asked.

I was only seven years old,

Didn't know what hurt felt like,

Until I heard the answer

To the question I will never forget.

Because Daddy wasn't coming home,

And now that Mom knew the truth,

Both of our lives were changed.

And as we hugged and cried,

That seven year old realized,

Life is definitely not a fairytale,

But things usually change for the better,

And some Daddys are worth being gone.

Author's Note

i dont hate my dad, i just hate what he did. my mom means the world to me, and he meant the world to her. its not my best poem, but if you have any suggestions plz feel free to share them(:

Reviews

[PortraitsOfTheHeart]

Interesting twist at the end. Well-written. I love it!

[W. Birgand-Camps]

Bitter Sweet and a lovely poem.
Continue making good poetry
W.

[Vikrantsingh]

Simple and decent tribute to your dad. Loved it Dear :)

Cheers!
Singh :)

[Jupeman95]

I'm going through this now. I found this when i hit the "divorce" tag on my short story. Its nice to know someone else feels the same.

[Coyote Poetry]

It is hard to be young and learn separation from a parent. Poem told the story with a soft and true point of view of the writer. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Sharkapillar]

Awwww!! *hugs* That is awful. Seven? How could he be so ignorant?
I liked the poem though, it was very powerful. :)
♥
~Blessed Be

[snapstache]

Sydney! I was gonna cry! Ny favorite by you cause of the feelings that are expressed