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I'M Afraid

Son you told me yesterday that most of your life you thought I treated you as if you were never good enough for me to call son. Well, son I might have yelled at you and ignored you, but it wasn't because I did not think you were good enough to call son. But because I'm afraid I'm not good enough for you to call me dad. I'm afraid because I your father only have a 6 grade education and you on the other hand are about to graduate from college. Also, I'm afraid because I who work like a dog only make enough money to barely pay my bills. While you are about to get a job that will earn you enough money to pay your bills and mine, and still have money left-over. I'm afraid because one day you'll became a father yourself, and I'll pale in comparison. A father is supposed to be his son hero, but instead you're mine. Not good enough for me to call son, never! But I'm afraid the one day you'll see that I'm not worthy of you call me dad. That is what I'm afraid of.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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