My Daddy Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

my daddy got up every day
and headed to work
to earn his pay
and my mother never got up
she was always pass out
on the couch
cause in her life
i was a mistake
kinda of hard
for me to take
now my daddy
come home
he sit in his chair
looking at old pictures
of his hey days alone
and i sit in my room
with my bags pack
leaving a seven word letter
and putting it on the table
saying I'm sorry i was a mistake
now i pack my car up
and heading on down the road
with the radio on
and saying to myself I'm
never coming back,
now i saw this girl walking
i pull on over
ask her if she needed a ride
quietly she said yes
and sat by my side
and before we knew it
it was love at first sight
now we found a place
for the night
i told her of my life
she gave me a hug
and said it will be all right
we walk outside holding hands
and kissing in the moon light
with the wind blowing so slight
and the stars shining so bright
we went back inside for the night
now we got are selves a little home
and i got a job fixing used cars
and my girl takes care of the baby
the only think right in are world
and when my baby think back
she begin to smile
we will be all right
and put are little girl to bed
now i lied awake
thinking back
when i was younger
my mother always pass out
on the couch
re getting her mistake
my daddy rocking that chair
when looking back
to his hey days
acting like he don't care
but his eyes
are fill with alot of hate
when he saw me in the house
it's was always hard for me
to take
and even harder
for me to understand