There are a couple of things I think you missed
So write this down, make a little list.
Here are a couple of things that I want you to remember
That sometimes you seem to forget.
You're not the only one.
There are also a couple of things that I need to fix.
Don't forget to tell me you love me.
Don't be too embarrassed to grab me and hug me.
If it makes you feel better, go ahead and slug me.
No matter how much you bug me,
Just know that I enjoy your company,
Laughing when you make fun of me.
I'll try and set aside the girls
At least one day a week
So you won't get so mad at me
So we can hop in the truck and go four-wheeling.
Remind me to give you a hug goodnight.
I never want you to feel
Like I'm leaving you out to dry.
Don't be afraid to grab my hand
Just because it doesn't feel right.
I never wanna regret
Not doing it later on in life.
Please hang on to me.
I'm growing up way too fast.
Too much of the future,
Not enough of the present day or past.
Please don't let me go.
I want these years to last.
I just wish I could let you know
How much I don't want you to leave,
How much I appreciate your company.
I'm not gonna tell you to walk a little slower.
I'll just catch up.
I'm not gonna tell you that you're leading my life.
I'm just gonna tell you to show your love.
I didn't want you to see the tears in my eyes
When I was standing there waving goodbye.
I didn't want you to get on that plane.
I didn't want you to take that flight.
Ford looked up to me as you pulled away.
He said on the verge of tears,
"Jesse, I don't want Daddy to go to work today."
In the back of my mind
I recalled all of the fun over the years.
I promise I tried to hold back the tears,
But I couldn't; I cried, it hurt so bad.
I could've died, it made me so mad
To know that I couldn't stop you from leaving.
Now the whole family is grieving,
But no one is as hurt as I am.
I lost my best friend when you left.
I lost my Buddy, my Brother, my Friend.
I can't write anymore,
The tears are falling and the ink is fading.
I haven't really been myself lately.
I just couldn't hold back.
Cut me some slack.
Please come back.
Please Come Back
This poem was a major speaker of my feelings toward my father who at this time is not present in my life. I resent him for all the emotional and physical abuse, but I often catch myself...
Hey Daddy, Please Come Back
Published: February 2006