Through the years
I've had so many
types of figures that could
be called
'Daddy' or 'Father'.
Yet never has
one individual
proclaimed himself
to me.
There is the blood - connection.
That dared hurt me so
and said it was out of love
that he tore me from my mother-bond.
But he is not the father-figure
I had in mind.
There was the step-father
whom was always there.
He often listened to my words,
but he too turned false
in the end when he tried
to take my brother in the
fashion
that my father
took me.
And now there is a third,
and this one seems the best.
He is not too fatherly,
and my mother's children
are his first.
But he is kind, and good
though not too understanding.
But I love him.
Author notes
Written about my own father, my first stepdad and my mother's fiance.
Written May 6th, 2005
A contest entry
- Father Figure by Prince Charming.
300 points, ended May 21, 2005, 21 entries
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Comments
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Thank you for the wonderful comment! ^.^ We are friends, but he goes through a lot in his everyday life and can be rather harsh at times. But we love him just the same. At least this one won't try to steal me or my brother away from my mom, eh? hehe
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Wow youve been through a lot. A lot of "father" figures entered your lifeand left it again.
Now a new one comes around. He's not used to kids yet. I know that seen it happen Give him the time to learn and to understand you. Maybe there will grow a very strong friendship between the two of you.
thank you for this fantastic entry to this contest
Hugs Herman
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