Abandonment Poem

Wondering How Father Of Children Could Walk Out Poem

I am a single mother of twins- this poem is to the father of my babies, who has decided that he doesn't want kids until he has done everything in life that he wants to.

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You have no idea how much this poem means to me. I cried the first 10 times I read it but I had to get used to it because I wanted to perform it for a competition. I didn't move on to the...

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Walking Away From Us


Published by Family Friend Poems June 2010

How can you just leave us, how can you walk away
when all I need is a little smile from them and it totally makes my day.

How can you turn your back from your daughters' undying love?
How can you turn your back and not give them one last hug.

I don't know how you do it; I couldn't stay away.
But I guess this has been your plan from the very first day.

How can you look in their eyes and show them you don't care?
You didn't want to be your father, because he was never there.

What do I tell them as they grow?
Do I tell them daddy left because he had no love to show?

I see them every morning, I stare and watch them sleep,
but when the years pass and daddy's not there
I'll be there to watch them weep.

You leave me to pick up your pieces
Pieces of two children's broken hearts.
You leave me to tell them why daddy had to part.

You leave with no excuse except you need to grow
But what am I to do now? Let you come and go?

I cannot tell them you don't want them, or you don't care if they're alive.
I cannot tell them that you left us, I'll have to make up stupid lies.

I will have to tell them daddy's being a hero, doing special things with his life.
I'll tell them daddy loves them, that's why he had to leave.
I'll tell them these things in hopes it may give their little broken hearts some peace.

I hope that don't hate you, but I also hope that they don't care.
I hope they will someday have a father figure to show them that the love is really there.

Someone to hold their hand at their first day of kindy.
And tell them it will be alright.
Ask them how their day was and to tuck them in at night.

Someone for them to dance with when they have the School's debut
Even though that someone should have really been you.

Someone who waits up late
when they're out on their first date.

Someone to walk them down the aisle on their wedding day.
Someone who will shed a tear when it's time to give them away.

Someone to grab their bags and drive them when they're having their first baby.
Someone to be proud of them for finally becoming a lady.

Someone to wipe their nose when they have a cold or flu,
Once again, that someone should be you.

You've made your choice, you've set your life, you need more time to grow.
But I tell you now it's over, I won't let you come and go.

Say your goodbyes if you wish, not that you probably will.
you will walk out that door and you won't look back, and miss your daughters grow,

You will be all alone without their smiles, without their warm embrace, all you will have is your memories of their face.

You won't hear daddy yelled when you come inside your door.
Once again all you will have is memories, nothing more.


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  • KC by KC, Arkansas
  • 8 years ago

You have no idea how much this poem means to me. I cried the first 10 times I read it but I had to get used to it because I wanted to perform it for a competition. I didn't move on to the next round but I was so close. Nobody knew why this piece was so important to me. I'm a high school senior who when everybody is starting their freshman year in college will be having a baby and the dad just kept bringing up abortion. I'm graduating but I'm just 17. Hopefully they won't find out until summer starts.

  • Gordon Jackson by Gordon Jackson
  • 10 years ago

This is the story of what my daughter's boyfriend did to his two sons. They can not stand to be around him. A real shame. He has NO CLUE what he is missing. They are my Grandsons but they are more like MY BOYS instead of his.

  • Mariah by Mariah
  • 12 years ago

That jerk! this is a brilliant poem! well done and I'd just like to say that I'm inspired from you! hang in there he doesn't deserve them!

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