Childhood Dreams
do you remember your childhood dreams
summertime excitement and cold ice creams
the glint of sunshine on your hair
as you stood and wanted at the summer fair ...
do you remember your childhood dreams
summertime excitement and cold ice creams
the glint of sunshine on your hair
as you stood and wanted at the summer fair ...
This poem just tells my story. It just bought tears to my eyes. These are my memories. Exactly these. Don't have these anymore. Don't have my father loving me like this anymore. I go to bed...
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Tiny fingers and tiny toes
Tiny little head and a button nose
These are the things that you now miss
On their forehead you used to kiss
Forever grateful is what
I am to you
Always looking out for me
is what you set out to do...
When I was just 6 my granddad passed away he was my lucky charm and ever since he has died I would sit and look up to the sky and wish till my heart stopped how much I would love for him to...
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You were there
I never called
You gave your life
I threw it all away
the day she was born
all my hopes went away
my dreams of being his baby again
went down the drain...
Very well written poem. I know exactly how you feel, I had the same situation with my father being preoccupied with my sister who is 9 years younger than me. When my father was dying from...
I could still smell his cologne,
piercing my little nose,
his touch was rough, but gentle,
his strength was unbearable, but soft....
Hello Miss Keyona. I am also a daughter that grew up w/o a father beside me, to guide me & teach me everything that I should know from a father. I am so sad having no father figure in my...
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There is a man I love
who has no voice
please let me explain
he had no choice....
I have not been as unfortunate as you all, but this poem has brought me to tears. A few years ago I lost my grandmother to cancer... And just last year my aunt passed also from cancer........
Socks glide across the kitchen floor,
Arms spin me around once more.
Best time I ever had,
Was dancing with my Dad.
If You Could Only Hear
Hey Pop Pop, hey it's me...
I would say this if I could only speak.
But I know if you could hear, ...
Thanks to everyone who commented. I so sorry for all your losses. It is 5 years this Sunday of my dads suicide and instead of it getting easier it's getting harder. To any of those who like...
My father is a man of his word
A man interested in your word
A man of many words