Its been 7 years but short by some days
when you made that not so grand
escape from everything and me.
9 years 8months and some days
was the last time we drove away.
As i waved that shy little kid wave.
Asking "please daddy can i stay?"
Looking back through the window
of our beat down caravan.
I prayed you would keep your promise.
and see me that nexy day.
You didnt.
Like the too many times before.
My 6th birthday.
The card that came late from grandma
"Im sorry your daddy just forgot,
you know he's real busy these days."
I used to stay up past
my past bedtime warning.
My shoes still on waiting for the knock.
"its ok mommy daddy's coming this time
he's not lying he's not."
10 o'clock
11 o'clock
Sitting in the chair I fell asleep
waitting for the knock.
7 years ago but short some days
is when I knew,
you would never come
to get me.
No matter how long I kept my shoes on.
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5 comments:
i love this poem. i can completely relate to what you're saying. its a comfort to know there are others who feel the same abandonement that i do, but remain strong. kudos
this isnt a poem about abandonement its just about missing my father. although he was not and is not there i still have him with me everyday
I love your poetry it just puts me through every emontion in the book!
i really like this poem, the imagery with keeping the shoes on is amazing, it really gives the poem a different perspective
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