What Did My Father Think Poem by Paul Warren

Working for the man every day
Getting up to the grind in every way
He stayed to the task for his family
As we remember him so easily

But what did he think at this time
I remember him saying his job was fine
There must have been some dreams
That were out of reach or so it seems

What did he think when that day came along
When he realised these dreams were now all gone
Did he come to terms with his wall and moved on in his call
And so put his thoughts onto his sons with their dreams and all.

© Paul Warren Poetry