Saint Eule

Rookie - 10 Points (10/30/1955 / Shamokin, Pa)

Aparrently Not A Parent - Poem by Saint Eule

Drifting away like wood in the ocean, smooth as glass;
Leaving behind responsibility no sensibility or any class.

Never returning those endless thoughts of you;
A child stays awake at night dreaming of things to share.
You hang out with your friends forgetting to come home;
Frankly - you had a child but never really had a care.

Whose your daddy the little girl is asked;
She looks toward the ground feeling a little cold.
She makes friends and see their fathers give a hug;
She walks the sidewalk alone no hand to hold.

The thoughts of her daddy, having a good time.
Dwindling as she grows to be an independent girl.
She becomes a fine women a career, a good friend.
She looks in the mirror, in the morning to place a curl.

She last saw him at three, she thought of the daddy question;
The mirror reflects her answer- apparently not a parent to me.

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Comments about Aparrently Not A Parent by Saint Eule

  • Rookie - 299 Points Adeline Foster (2/7/2013 4:09:00 PM)

    Ah, the final conclusion. Good Write. Read mine - Smoke From the Chimney -
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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 8, 2011


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