As soft winds sweep away the days,
I look back on life through a haze.
Remembering playgrounds, parks and friends,
In a childlike gaze that never ends.
The laughter in a soccer match,
Shall every memory ever attach.
To innocence in youthful eyes,
Scoring a goal to my dad's surprise.
I recall my first fall, first wreck,
He picked me up and said "What the heck?"
Convinced me to give it one more try,
While, knees skinned, I forgot to cry.
Just the joy in knowing he was there,
Making him proud was my only care.
There was nothing that I couldn't do,
My heart held fast that to be true.
Though teenage years were pretty rough,
I sure wasn't too big or too tough.
You taught me to defend what's right,
And to never back down from a fight.
So I learned the hard way to stand,
Still, which each lump, I found your hand.
Drawing from you an inner strength,
And stubborn pride of equal length.
But there, the line of fate was drawn,
As though I blinked and you were gone.
I found myself facing the sun,
Not woman, not girl, fatherless, one.
Eyes blinded by a void inside,
I could not live now that you had died.
Alas finding it to be true,
I could do nothing without you.
Please Dad, today just hear my call,
I'm sorry that I failed you and I did fall.
The game is wrecked, my knees are skinned,
My emotions are undisciplined.
I can't get up although I try,
Please don't be upset if I cry.
Though I can't fight what I can't see,
Please Dad, say you're still proud of me.
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beachbum11 (
Offline) - Published: July 13th, 2016 00:13
- Comment from author about the poem: Feeling guilty after my father's death.
- Category: Sad
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WELCOME BB11 ~ Thanks for a beautifully penned poem (I love rhyming couplets) straight from your loving heart. I've still got my Dad and he is just like yours. The death of a Parent (at what ever age) is always very hard to bear ~ the light goes out ! Thanks for sharing and caring ~ every blessing ~ Yours BRIAN
Thank you 🙂
This made me cry .. Just beautiful x
Thank you 🙂 And I'm sorry to make you cry.
very painful to lose a dad, just be happy that's what he would want.
And hold close the thought that one fine day you'll be reunited and that the spirit of his love is with you always. heartfelt piece. ww
The days that I'm down, I tell myself that and it cheers me up. Thank you 🙂
Great write, very heartfelt
Thank you 🙂
You are welcome
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