Feelings For My Father

"Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older
they judge them; sometimes they forgive them." Quote by Oscar Wilde

When I was young, I know I loved my dad.
Mom says I even pulled a garden out
by yanking pretty flowers from their roots
because my father paid no mind to me
when I had waited patiently for him
to come back home from work, but all I know
is Mom says I was lying on the floor
and coloring when he walked over me,
which angered me, for he said not one word.

My mother left my dad when I was five.
He was a schizophrenic I’d then learned.
That man I idolized through infancy -
At least there was a reason for his ways.
But still I wrote him letters. Though he lived
so far away, four times he drove on out
to visit his four daughters, and those times
I yearned for him with such great excitement.

I still recall one time he visited.
He took us to a park and as I swang,
I yelled out, “Look and see how high I go.”
But he was simply staring into space.
Though with us, he was never really there!
This happened every time he visited:
the feeling he was there, yet really not.
He even took me back to Washington.
I got to know the relatives of his.
Unlike with mom, our conversations paled.
For real communication, how he lacked!

I did not like these feelings, yet down deep
I understood that things would never change.
I visited years later; sitting then
beside his bed as he was dying slow.
His wife was very good to him, but he
spoke down to her as if she mattered not.
I knew it was his illness, nothing more,
but still I judged him, for the things that went
unsaid. No conversation meaningful
was ever had. Did he even love me?

Then came his funeral. As I looked down
to see my father in his casket, tears
welled up inside my eyes. I thought how sad
that for his sickness, he could never be
the kind of dad that other girls I know
got spoiled by and made to feel important.
I cannot blame him for the trials that
God laid upon him. And I like to think
that when I die and see my dad again,
good times of quality at last we’ll share!

May 29, 2023
For Writing Challenge - C Quotes - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Tor Avatar
June 26, 2023 at 11:05 AM
Andrea this was a heartfelt read. I am so sorry for your relationship with your dad. I do want to say though that if he had mental issues he couldn't help being who he was if that is the case please do not take it personally he just did not have the capacity to give you the attention and love that you deserved. Please forgive him based on his condition. I am so sorry. With me it is the opposite I have bent backwards to show my daughter love and have reached out, and have done everything humanly..
Tor Avatar
June 26, 2023 at 11:09 AM
possible to share my love and communicate and have a relationship with her. Sadly it has been an uphill battle making progress slowly. There is always an element of dysfunction in all parent child relationships. All you can do is show your love toward them and hope for the best. God heal your tender heart Andrea I know your pain and dissapointment it always feels like it is not resolved and you want a happy ending to it all. Jesus gives you the love your dad did not expressed but felt. He is your other father and please know there is not greater love than his.
Canerdy Avatar
June 8, 2023 at 7:19 AM
This poem made me cry so profusely, I had to wait a while before I could respond. I DO mean that as a compliment! I am so moved by your honest and heart-wrenching descriptions. Andrea, CONGRATS on your well-deserved win. My father, a basically good man, had an AWFUL temper. When angry, he said harsh, demeaning things I (and other family members) never really got over. I don't think he ever realized the damage he was doing. Janice
Warlov Avatar
June 8, 2023 at 4:21 AM
A rich example of that truth: That suffering and blessing are two faces of a single coin ~ that "filling" ones treasury is the whole of humanitys' quest; God's community established.
Peck Avatar
June 7, 2023 at 4:43 PM
Dear Andrea, I'm so sorry you were yearning for a dad that would never be. Maybe God decided you needed this to make you stronger...Your poem is very touching. Congratulations on your big win!
Andresen Avatar
June 6, 2023 at 5:16 AM
- A deeply moving poem, Andrea - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs
Kendrick Avatar
June 6, 2023 at 4:13 AM
Back with congratulations on this winner in Constance's contest. Way to go. Thanks for sharing it with us. Sara
Seeker Avatar
June 5, 2023 at 4:45 AM
An aching vacuum from which you yet have extracted cherished moments in your memory, to relive forever. A powerful, poignant write, Andrea, congratulations on your win
Alex Avatar
June 3, 2023 at 8:08 PM
Your stories (personal or otherwise), through your poems, are very powerful with passion, compassion, sentiments-filled nostalgia etc... This one too is very beautifully written. Congratulations!
La France Avatar
June 3, 2023 at 6:51 PM
Andrea, thank you do much for sharing your emotional poem with us in my Writing Challenge, congratulations and well done !
Maverick Avatar
June 3, 2023 at 10:46 AM
Dear Andrea, wow its hard life at times.. I don't Think any of us get out unscathed ? If its not One thing its another, may blessings abound Upon your surrounds, I bless you though I have My challenges, Dear Father please make good My words upon her and her household.'
Rodrigues Avatar
May 31, 2023 at 7:13 AM
That quote is so true it is heartbreaking! Your poem, at last, breaks our hearts too. There is something about a sleeping child and the sleep of death that seems to promise something better. Hugs ~ Kim
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May 30, 2023 at 3:51 PM
Andrea I can relate to what you went through, I had a difficult father. too. That didn’t stop me loving. him in spite of everything. Love forgives and doesn’t blame or shame, we have to remind ourselves of that now and again… Belle
Narain Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 12:15 PM
Andrea, mental illness obscures feelings of human mind. Your dad always loved you, but he could not express it to you. To a dad, daughters are princesses. Good luck in contest.
Dietrich Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 3:21 PM
Yes I know he did from the way he tried his best. He was proud that I was a writer!
Y. Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 7:28 AM
WoW! Andrea, I can relate to aspects of this poem. A close family member had the same mental illness. As a kid “ we're oblivious to the mental illness.” It seems as though our loved one does not love us. Your last stanza just tugged at the heartstrings. Best wishes in the contest. Excellent job-Alexis
Kaufman Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 5:23 AM
Oh WOW. very powerful and sad perspective on what children go through when one of their parents has a mental health diagnosis. This was such a touching and intimate write. Isn't it a sign of spiritual maturity when we learn to love others beyond their ability to love us? I hope you win with this one dear.
Kendrick Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 3:16 AM
Sad that you went through this and it was sad for him and his family that he had the illness. I am assuming that he got out of the hospital after getting medicated with the correct medication to help keep him somewhat sane but which did not help with some other areas of his personality. Mental illness or mental disease is devastating for all around the person. I know from my experience with dealing with Cody with Huntington's Disease. They have too much dopamine like people with schizophrenia.
Dietrich Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 10:09 AM
thanks, sara, and you are correct. In the old days, they did electrical shock therapy So stupid and cruel and useless. The he went on meds and tried to stay married at least four different times. The last wife lasted the longest and was with him from 80's till his death a few years ago. But he was just not the same fun guy my mom described from when she first met him.
Kendrick Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 3:17 AM
Continued from above I am glad you shared this with us. It helps you deal with feelings and lets us know more about you. Sara
Buhagiar Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 1:04 AM
I hope this is fiction, but maybe not. There is deep psychology in your tribute to your father. Great emotions too. Best for a win. Hugs
Rolland Avatar
May 30, 2023 at 12:26 AM
schizophreny can frighten people, specially a mother, this is a very touching and loving poem, thanks for the emotionnal sharing yann
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