More Than a Father
The ring of the phone
And she answers.
I already know what it was.
A gasp of pain
As Momma falls to her knees.
She weeps like nothing I have heard before.
Running to her side
No tears for me,
Not yet,
No time.
She needs me.
Screaming with terror
And disbelief,
Momma can't breathe.
I try to hold her,
Try to calm,
She doesn't want it.
She wants him.
Not me.
Weeks go by
Without dry eyes.
All but me.
There are so many questions
I'd yet answered.
That wasn't the time.
I held strong for her Daddy.
Just like I always have.
Just like you'd want me to.
Copyright © Jes Giambusso | Year Posted 2008
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