12,045 Days ......(And Counting)

My affirmation deceitfully severed forever robbed by selfishness Left to tackle life alone Tumbling in the wake of my dad's mess He left when I was three The crevasse has increased for 33 years Traded his life with us For another woman and a couple of beers He wasn't there to pick me up When I fell off of my bike To teach me how to fish Or enjoy a nature hike Now I'm a father to my son Hoping not to make the same mistake Living day to day on this lake of life My son in tow through my own wake It's been nine years and we're going strong Six more years with my son That's more with him than I had with mine My son I guard in a web I've spun A web of love, discipline, and nurture Full of "I love you's" and "see ya in the morning" A kiss before school and one before bed Lots of playing, talking, reading, and singing My son doesn't know the pain I feel To not know my dad in intimate ways No hands to comfort me or words to heal No dad in sight for 12,045 days.............................(and counting) ------------------------------------------------------ My son and I have a great relationship and for this I am thankful......