Health Father Son Poems

Date:  March  2051

Nearly spring afternoon Molly Dolly
And Holly were visiting the grown
Children across the street. Damian 
Was on video com with the family...

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PTSD is real. And it can be challenging to work through. Inspired by a moving storyline in a show. 

"What's wrong with daddy?"
By Michelle Morris
28/08/2023

"What's...

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I had a happy childhood at first
Yeah I played with dolls to a tragic
Extent. It was a dream of some
Type of female existence.  I...

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This ones for you. John 

Cheers to the last straw! 
You drew it and smashed it.
You broke it and slashed it.
This is the end to...

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One year Passed Dolly had long 
Since given birth to a baby girl
Named Desharah, a green eyed
Heart stopper. She and 
Amadeus were growing up 
Crazy...

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Alone in this world
Alone in this society
Alone in love
Alone in life
Alone in fatherhood
Alone in my time of need
Nobody to help me
Nobody to care about what...

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One year Passed Damian Junior 
Was 15 months old. Damian 
Graduated from West Virginia 
University institute of Technology 
With honors and an
Associate of Applied Science...

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Why can't the world be like it was when I was young
    No one cleaning up dog-due dung

  Kids dying right...

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May all sacred,
but not quite omnipotent,
fathers learn this day
as we impatiently correct
our stress-disordered sons

That respect is earned,
so maybe disrespect is too
positive and negative layered
for and...

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My father waits at his table
                   ...

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Today I leave for my home,
I have spent years on the roam,
months sleeping under the dome.

Hungry with little to eat,
at home servants eat choice meat;
but...

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Adventitious existence birthed introverted spiritual outlier i.e. me

Speculative fictitious flirtation imagined
courtesy grown old male offspring (me)
begat when mine late mother and father met
former named, a...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Mediocre son (me) crafts letter to his papa

Impossible mission to escape end of life woe
visit courtesy grim reaper 
inevitable for every mortal,
whether he/she alive
yesterday, today...

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Lamenting appalling heartbreaking mistreatment...
nonagenarian father experiences at Normandy Farms

Though dead, I gauge
these past one hundred and four plus months
linkedin with Gregorian calendar page
mine mother would...

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