A Question for My Dad
You worked hard at making
all our family, your family,
miserable. Were you so unhappy
with yourself that you chose
this misery for everyone?
So many years have passed,
but sometimes, I’d still like
to know the source of your
discontentment.
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There are so many questions we would like to ask our fathers, but we don’t, or can’t when they die.
Sometimes I ponder ….. similar things….. but don’t ask….. and instead of thinking, “maybe I’ll ask him in heaven, one day”….. I think….. “maybe he’ll come back as a cockroach”.
Great poem, Dennis!
Thank you both for reading my poetry & for your nice comments!
There are fathers who don’t deserve a day… and other men, who may not be a biological father, who make up for those who didnt step up….
I hope you find peace through your poetry.
Id do, indeed,have peace. It’s just something that seems to come up this time of year.
Some things need to be said. You are asking the right question.
Thank you!
Nice poem.