I often now wonder, what I could of become,
If it wasn't for the fact, I'd be a coward and run.
During school I didn't listen, at home I was worse,
being a teen, you know the depth of mums purse.
I thought I'd be young, for the rest of my life,
that thought is dispelled, once you've kids and a wife.
A poet I could of been, or a scientist mad
or maybe a real husband, and very good dad.
My spelling is poor, my grammar much worse,
If only I'd listened, to my teachers good verse.
But here now I sit, with alcohol in my hand,
Reminiscing music, from a really old band.
Would I change a thing, of the last thirty years,
not my beautiful family or learning from old peers.
The only wish I have, is to of been a better dad,
and more a loving husband to the only real friend,
I ever had... it's never to late to change..
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Author:
P.H.Rose (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this during a very Self pitying day.....
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Comments3
Very precious thoughts in your poem. Like it very much.
Thank you WBL..
Welcome!
I think this is an an excellent poem. I wonder if there are a lot of people who wonder "what if" this or that. It's a great poem and I just know your wife and kids are lucky to have you. Merry Christmas!
Thank you so much chrissy,
I'm not sure about that but I
Do get on very well with my
Two daughters...
Been there. Enjoyed.
Thank you Augustus..
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