Foot prints in the sand

Foot prints in the sand

A Poem by ron

Foot prints in the sand

 

 



I walked the foot prints you never knew…

but you needed more.

 

You needed a father,

who was there,

and not just foot prints in the sand.

 

I’m sorry for not being there when you needed or wanted me.

I’m sorry I wasn’t the father you needed or wanted.

 

I’m sorry I ended up being a failure to you,

someone you could not count on.

 

I know that I am sorry is not enough for you,

I know that you needed more than the father I was.

 

I know that I’m not perfect,

my heart bleeds to hear your voice,

to see your words,

to hold you,

in times when you never asked for a hug.

I’m sorry for the foot prints that you never saw,

the ones that were always there,

the ones that loved you more than my life was ever worth.

 

I lost my way,

and because I lost my way,

you lost a father.

 

But my foot prints are there and have always been there,

for you to see.

 

My foot prints in the sand will always be there,

when you need or want me.

 

My love for you holds no bounds,

it holds everlasting love…

a caring loving father.

 

But I was not the father you wanted,

or needed.

 

I was the greatest failure in your life,

the greatest disappointment,

the greatest of things that let you down…

 

So if you believe I was all of that,

then I will not ask that you forgive me.

 

I will not fault you for your hatred of me,

your need to hurt me.

 

For if I was all of the bad you think I was,

than you should beat me past what my love for you could hold.

 

 

Leona Lewis - Footprints In The Sand "Track 13/Spirit"

 

 

© 2015 ron


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Whatever happened. Whatever you did to hurt her. Just by putting these words into the universe means it doesn't go unheard. Do better for her and let her know you will always welcome her back with open arms. Without questions. Everyone deserves to be forgiven if they are truly and deeply and honestly sorry. I haven't spoken to my father in 4 years. Unfortunately your poem connected to me in a different way. I wish my father was as sorry and would take accountability as you have. Unfortunately not all men are equal in that measure

Posted 8 Years Ago


Sad and beautiful, One day this will mean everything to her!! God bless you and hope things change sooner than later

Posted 8 Years Ago


ron

8 Years Ago

Thank you. I hope it does one day.
Aww such an emotional poem. Such a beautiful write...

Posted 8 Years Ago


ron

8 Years Ago

Thank you. Its a poem to my daughter. I think I missed the mark though.

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Imperial, CA



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I have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..

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