Dads Are Supposed To Stay
I used to call you "Daddy", once upon and day.
However, you left me; Dad's are supposed to stay.
Now you are gone, this time forever. You went where you will never get older.
I had a chance to see you this time before you left, I chose not to. I hope without
regret.
I was mad at you, and I feel I have that right. You let go of me without putting up a
fight.
I miss the dad that loved my Mother. I miss the dad that always put his family
before another. I miss the dad that did let drugs make him skinny and look sick.
I miss the dad that never raised a hand. I miss the dad who took care and
supported his family like a man.
I remember when I was young; you called me "Dandy". I remember when just
your Family made you happy.
That is the dad I miss.
That is the dad I regret not giving that last hug and kiss.
~MzPoEtIc_BrAnDiEe
Copyright © Brandiee Leigh | Year Posted 2006
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