bruce prosser


My Father - Poem by bruce prosser

The father i didn't know was on drugs and drunk alot of alcohol,

when i found out about my real father was hard for me to understand,

of course i was confused of what to believe when i came to senses i was certain that it was true but then i went to a bad place,

if ever found my father i would be happy but he died last year and i was sad about not meeting my father but i found that i had brothers and sisters.

Topic(s) of this poem: father

Form: Bio


Poet's Notes about The Poem

the dad i never meet

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2016



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