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Nicholas Damion Alexander

Jamaica
Sunday, May 29, 2016

The Love Of A Father

The love I have for my father
Is like the love of a mother
For the child she has the most trouble loving.
She ends up loving that child more
Than the others. So too I have come
To love my father more
Though he stayed out late at nights
Drinking and smoking, accusing
Her-of-god-knows what on his return.
Though he said I was not his son
Because I defended her honor.
Though he still loves drinking
And smoking and staying out late,
Gambling; never thinking to save a cent.

I often worry about him
Like any good mother would,
Wondering what will become of him
After his imminent retirement.
I realize: reciprocity requires
I do the same he did for us
Perhaps accusing him, too,
Of god-knows-what
Nicholas Damion Alexander
Topic(s) of this poem: family
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published in The Cynic Online
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