(step) Father Poem by shel cope
(step) Father
He never loved me,
though I know how hard he tried.
He was a good man,
sewn tight with pride.
On visits in his final years he cried
Standing at his graveside
able at last to say
I know
you knew
how much I loved you
anyway.
This is so lovely, esp. since you acknowledge the difficulty a step-parent has to face in raising another's child. I'm pretty sure he loved you in his way. I still think they are the true parent though, the raising of a child is no mean feat. You accomplished much in this succinct offering. HG: -) xx
it's what you don't say that brings a tear. A succinct honest write. 'Sewn tight with pride' is brilliant. You share your story with great skill and more than a little compassion. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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10/6/2024 6:13:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
yes, it takes us awhile to make peace with our past and the people who wre part of it...but when we do, we finally start to heal! much love from germany! u.