Linda Barnes


My Father, Was He - Poem by Linda Barnes

I look to my childhood
There is not what seems
A man that I knew
My father, was he

Told many times
This man they knew
Was no good to many
Who drank and misused

Who were they
To cast such doubt
Of a young girl's dreams
Of this man, she thought

Now that I'm older
I look back and see
A man no longer
Sick beyond means

He was loved more
Than many could see
A man forgotten
My Father, Was He

Topic(s) of this poem: father

Form: Abecedarian


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written 3/4/15 About my father

Comments about My Father, Was He by Linda Barnes

  • Wild Grass Cad (9/24/2015 12:49:00 PM)


    i relate too much with this poem. :( (Report) Reply

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  • Khairul Ahsan (3/17/2015 9:08:00 AM)


    This is another of your nice poems that I have read. Thanks for writing about your father, who may not have been looked at kindly by many but you.
    I am deeply moved by these two stanzas:
    'Who were they
    To cast such doubt
    Of a young girl's dreams
    Of this man, she thought'... and
    'He was loved more
    Than many could see
    A man forgotten
    My Father, Was He'
    Well done!
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 4, 2015


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