Dear Father
Why did you even bother
I sit here and wait for the day
But the days went gray
And I just couldnt wait anymotr
Until you walked throught the door
That was when everything fell apart
Was that your plan from the start
Did you even know your daughter was in pain
No because of the rain
I'm writing this to you
Thinking it would help me get a clue
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Day goes far with grey mood. I do not at all bother here. I sit here in calm mind. So, oh my dear father you do not bother. Thinking may bring a clue for getting recovery from pain. A very emotional poem is shared here.10