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Father's Day

This day is made for those who have someone to celebrate, I am not one of those people, Today means a lot to dads everywhere, Too bad I don't have one to share it with, Every year at this time I just think and imagine, I think about the many things I would do with my dad on this day, I imagine what I would give him and how happy he would be, When I see everyone with their dads it makes me sad, It makes me feel like crying, I ask God why is it that I don't get to celebrate this day, How come I can't share it with my dad, I know I am not the only one who can't, I know lots of other people don't have dads, I just wish one time I can celebrate this day, Instead of always watching others on the sidelines, I have always felt I was missing something, Now I know every time this day passses, I sit at home and pretend this day doesn't exist, I make it seem like som other day, But when I see those people buy presents for their dads, It makes me wonder how come I don't have that, I get angry and mad at the man who I call dad, Because him not being here makes me cry, I hope that one day I can tell my dad, I Love You and Happy Father's Day, If that day was to come soon, It would be the best thing to ever happen to me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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