Under My Wing

mhpoet

You spoke about your pain,

Only for selfish gain,

By opening your mind,

To make me run blind,

From what I once knew,

As your deception flew,

In my love as a father,

For you were like a daughter,

Who shun me away,

With a smile of clay,

Cause you’re made of stone,

To be left alone,

When I felt the sting,

Of you under my wing!

  • Author: mhpoet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 27th, 2016 01:36
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 64
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME MHP ~ Thank you for a vet enigmatic first poem ! I'm not a DAD (yet) but some of my students call me DAD because I listen to them. Your poem explores the situation where we reach out to somebody (M or F) and treat them like a Son or Daughter. They accept our support (initially) but then the relationship goes cold. Thanks for caring and sharing ~ BRIAN

    • mhpoet

      Thank you so much

    • c.a.s.e.e._

      this is really good

      • mhpoet

        Thank you so much



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