Billy Hitz Poet Rhyme

Daddy Dearest

Threw away your family values
Took away my mother's pride
Could've been a better person
You spread your seed before you died

All you had to do was be there
But you were never there at all
Instead you spent most of your life
With drugs and alcohol

I remember all the heartache
All those nights my mother cried
While you were out with so called friends
Out to get some satisfied

In the end you turned out worthless
A homeless dying bum
We'll both never know how it feels
To be a father and a son

~Billy Hitz~

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Dave Timperley July 12, 2015 at 6:02 AM Wow, some points hit home hard here. So I can say, been there got the scars. Good write this. God Bless. D. Billy Hitz July 12, 2015 at 11:04 AM Thanks Dave.

Anne-Lise Andresen July 11, 2015 at 2:23 PM - A poem written with deep feelings, Billy - So sad and worthless life - I agree with Tim:" A lesson learned in how not to be a dad" - // Anne-Lise :) Billy Hitz July 12, 2015 at 11:03 AM Thank you Anne Lise.

Tim Smith July 11, 2015 at 11:00 AM That is a tough pill to swallow Billy. My dad was consumed by work. Missing out on his family. I am there for everything my children do. A lesson learned in how not to be a dad. Billy Hitz July 12, 2015 at 11:02 AM I agree. Lessons learned to be a better person.

Jan Allison July 11, 2015 at 9:33 AM Oh Billy this is deep and oh so sad - the final stanza is so powerful - both of you missing out on so much:-(hugs Jan xx Billy Hitz July 12, 2015 at 11:01 AM Thanks for your input Jan.