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Wondering how life would be,
To have a father that cared for me
A loving man that loves me dear,
One who tries to take away all my fears
One who believes in all I do,
Someone that when I am helpful can say, thank you
I wonder what is wrong with me,
For my father never let me be free
With all his yelling and all his rage,
Though so much anger, I would not engage
Wishing for a father to share my life,
His hateful words cut like a knife
Although he is not what I wished,
The lack of his presence would surely be missed
We take what we're given and make the best,
For just to have a father, means you are blessed
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