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A Letter To My Father

I only see you when i close my eyes,you come to life in my sleep you live in my dreams/ I hope you remember my face cause i forget its 18 years and am still counting ,97 your heart stopped beating yet am a 95 kid only got two years of your time / You never got the chance to see me take my first steps ,skip lessons and then lie to your face/ If it was God's plan the giver of life and the air we breath who are to question his decision / Life is not fair and so is man, i have learnt to live with the pain visit the graveyard each time i want to speak with you/ Dear dad i have heard so many stories about you most good but i don't know how true/ I have heard them say you were tall ,handsome,free-spirited ,accommodating and always had a way with the ladies just like me/ And your friends told me you were fun to hang around with , your sisters my aunties always say i remind them of you each time i visit but your father my grandfather used to say you live in me/ Dear father am you son the one you never got the chance to raise / I am that toddler you were holding close to your chest in that black and white picture that's still hanging on the wall / I am your son, the oldest grandson in family the one who will carry on the family name when no no else can/ I am your blood ,your flesh,your son/ I am writing this letter addressed to your place of permanent rest which is your grave, father i wont lie to you but things have greatly change since 97 we moved from a cross country and now stays in the City Of Kings / Your pension money have been of great help but now it cant even by me the pizza am craving / A times i wish i could light a cigarette and just vanish with the smoke but the highs leave me feeling low and the lows keep demanding for more/ I wont tell you about the dead cause by now you have already meet them i will tell you about your daughter my sister she got married a few years and now she expecting as much as you are about to be a grandfather am about to be an uncle it sounds crazy but am greatly humbled/ I wish i could write to you in detail about my first heart break but it always leave me with a headache/ I know you left when i couldn't hold this pen to shape letters forming words interlocking into similes and metaphors but am a Poet now and love what i do/ S dear dad reserve a seat for me next to yours cause in due time i will follow/ Yours Reminiscing son. HAPPY FATHERS DAY DAD.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/24/2016 6:47:00 PM
Great piece Paddington. So touching
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