For years I've tried to explain,

And it would pour, Lord the rain! 

You acted differently day after day,

With what I tried so hard to say.


I judged you so harshly,

Because you never really knew me.

I felt you should understand.

You, of all people, should have held my hand.


Now it's too late, and you still don't know,

The things in my heart that you should know.


  • Author: SLR (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 10th, 2018 19:48
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this several years ago when my father almost died. He had cancer and got pneumonia and it was touch and go for a few months whether he was going to make it because his system was so weak. My parents never understood me while I was growing up and there were things that happened..... Long story for another day. But anyway, you get the point. Hope you enjoy it anyway. Or at least can relate.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Michael Edwards

    It's so easy to feel full of regret in circumstances like these - fine work and pleased to note that he recovered .

    • SLR

      I've always felt regret for our lack of a relationship while I was growing up. It was only after he recovered that he really started to change and I was able to let go of most of the negative feelings I had grown up with and we started to try to get along and build a relationship. Thank you so much for your kind comments.

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