To the Father who was never there.
To the experiences you've missed out on,
the 27 band performances with no show,
23 choir nights with no one to look at for help.
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So sad. I'm glad I had a father who cared about me and the rest of his family. Your poem is well-written. By the way, this appears to be the first poem that you have posted to this site, so welcome to Poem Hunter!
Good poem. I remembered mine which I wrote many years ago.
Anyone could be a father, but it take much to be a dad. An insightful depiction of wayward fathers, well articulated and insightfully penned from the heart with conviction. Thanks for sharing Six. Please read my poem CHILDREN OF CRUEL FATE.