this is my first piece of writing that started my love of writing. I hope you enjoy it
As I sit here contemplating my life, I see three different people. First, I see the little boy who was scared to do anything wrong in his father's eyes. I am the little boy who was so eager to grow up and not have to answer to anyone. I see the young boy making grown-ups decisions. I am the young boy becoming a father, seeing his baby for the first time, ready and willing to do whatever is needed for his family. Despite all efforts, the effects of having children too early take its toll on the young father and his family. Eventually the father becomes a single parent. I see the young father realize that he is no longer the eager little boy. As the years pass the father sees his baby grow. I see the father being there with his child for the first day of school and being the only father in a room full of mothers, the black sheep of this family. I see the father rubbing his son's stomach when it hurts, cheering up his son when he is sad and when his son has a cut, the father cleans it and puts a band-aid on it and even gives the kiss, that makes it feel better. So looking back, I see that I will always be that eager little boy who is now both father and mother.
You're father, gives love to your child... what more is needed? ! ... Gerry
And I see and I reed about a man with a good heart. I like your poem-Pia
your honest and pure heart drew me into your poem. thanks for sharing this and thanks for your comment.
Thanks for sharing such a wonderful part of your life through this poem.Excellent write. Ashish.
This is a special, first timer . I have posted mine as well. The essence of it is common but true, and nothing of truth is worth less. GW62
Inspiring piece for fathers to be, how to deal with it when you are there and alone. I salute you Al, highest marks.
I really enjoyed this. It's deep. And, by all means, continue to write. You have the love for it in your art and it shows.
this is a wonderful poem! Your son is truely lucky to have such a good father. ♥ Mandy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When I read this poem it sounded as if you were talking about me, as if you had known me for years, it's amazing and so honest Thankyou for sharing this Love duncan X