My Poetry

What You Didn't Have

What You Didn't Have

Work, work, work, you do it all day... 

You no longer have time for us or for play.

You give, give, give us, what you never had... 

but have you forgotten, you didn't have a dad?

You want, want, want us, just to understand...  

but you're supposed to be, our most important man.

We've looked, looked, looked over missed ballgames, and concerts...

while you send, in your place, someone who is not even my mother.  

We ask, ask, ask, how you cannot seem get it... 

we don't need these things, and don't you forget it.  

I'm proud and believe in you all the while, 

but I can't help but ask; where will you be, when I walk down the aisle? 

They say if you love what you do, you never work a day in your life... 

but you call staying home with the kids, 'babysitting' for your wife.

This poem is being written, while I'm alone in my room... 

with nothing more to look at, other than the moon.

It really gets you thinking, when you see something so perfect...

is all this trying going to ever be worth it?

I've told you, over and over again...

you can't take it with you when it comes to an end.

I don't want to be a child who has to say...

'I didn't really know my dad', when I wanted him there, every waking day.