A Father Whom Can Not Return (Angel of Sadness)
I used to think about what life would be like
When I turned twenty-five
Of coarse I mess up, but I'm granted plenty of tries
Tomorrow doesn't matter, for I'm trapped in now
I used to kiss your mother in all places other than her mouth
Not referring to you as a mistake
But now I'm wondering how
I guess the chances I was given, I have taken
And I'll never learn
Now I'm just a father whom can't return
I used to never worry about growing old
I used to say I'd keep my temperature
Even in the blistering cold
Daylight seemed so shady
And I'd shadow every truth my mystery told
Maybe life will turn me into a hardworking man
Stars in the night sky openly stand
Maybe life will lead me to live out my fantasies
I'll be everything, we once as children ran to see
My peers will mourn
For I am now a father whom can't return
I couldn't rehearse a lie
And I couldn't re word a well told story
So I have heard, but what more does life have to offer me
Late at night I witness you lay down and pray for a softer me
What would you prefer to see
I fear that I'll be no better than you were to me
Now I'mma father whom can't return
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2007
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment