When I Used To Have Him
Dad,
Was so dear:
Gave me solitude,
To learn independently
For critical thinking's spell...
Cast its relieve bound,
If time turned;
Wound.
While,
Been so keen
On his take of me,
Mum thought of it unfairly...
She did give extra play time,
When been far away.
Yet dad thanks
Her
More
Been watchful...
He reads my progress,
Thanks to him, I could read well:
My thoughts, actions and words
Beyond the surface.
What eyes deem
Fit.
But,
Mum is nice.
I could play football,
Relate with other children,
Bless environs with my feet-
For love of the game
Entertains
Dream.
I
Hang to live,
If time comes up true,
To decide what to fight for...
Switch his dream for Wemstemmy.
Yeap! From his to mine.
Interest brings
Best!
Out
Of health's strike,
His hourglass keeps cake
Off celebrating days counting...
In-out of sand in seconds,
To switch World anew:
Peaceful realm,
Reigns...
Shine...
Like sky star,
Before yours dropped
Away below what eyes glow:
Travelling its spark in my mind...
Forever shall I,
Remember
You.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
