I saw you once when I was two.
I remember it so vividly, as if the memory was new.
It would have meant so much to me
if you would have come around.
You could have been the man to wipe away all my frowns.
Growing up, I used to wonder what you were like.
Did you care?
Why did all my friends have daddies but you weren't there?
I can't ask you these questions
because you're no longer alive.
You passed away, and I cried and cried.
It might be selfish of me for not crying
because I truly cared for my dad that passed
but more for not getting things off my chest I needed to say.
Deep down I don't know how to feel.
This is my way of expressing
My pain is real.
Dear Writer, It's very touchy as I am a father forcefully separated from a loving daughter almost one and a half year ago when my child was about 2 and a half. I am not able to forget her...
Daddy Never Came Around
Published: February 2006
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