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Sunday, February 8, 2009

Unforgiven Father

For two months,
I haven't seen you.
Mom told me,
'Just call him.'
I tried to tell her no,
But she wouldn't accept it.
She said,
'Everyone needs to be forgiven.'
'No,
Not everyone does.'
So I proceed,
To go to your house.
It's awkward,
I am at a loss for words.
I go upstairs,
Only to take a shower.
In the midst of getting changed,
I break down.
The tears start coming,
And they won't stop.
I pull myself together,
And calmly approach the steps.
As I descend,
I see you.
Making lunch,
And whistling.
'Are you hungry, baby, '
You ask.
All I could do was nod,
But I wanted to do so much more!
I'm not your baby,
And I don't love you!
You didn't want me,
Now I don't want you!
You got what you wanted,
And now we're both unhappy.
You want me back,
And I can't stand to be near you.
I have an idea,
Let's not forgive each other.
I will forget about you,
You will forget about me.
We will seperate,
And go our own ways.
I will have a different father,
And you will have my other two little sisters.
So we are both happy,
Even though you said I'm forgiven.
I'm sorry, but I hate you,
You're an unforgiven father.
Tiffany Wolf
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