The Missing Father

Sometimes I struggle with my thoughts, my emotions

Sometimes I struggle with the decisions

Which I have made,Not only for myself,

But aslo those whcih will affect my child

Sometimes those decisions appear to be

Sound, solid and realistic

Other times, I second guess myself

When I feel the pain of my child..

A child who is constantly questioning

His mother of the reason

Why his father is not around 

To share that bond which is so common

With fathers and their sons

Sometimes I am lost for words, reasons

To simply explain to him

Why plans do not always turn out

The way we expect them to

And even though I am strong and Independent

And tell myself I can do it on my own

When my child begins to reach out...

When my child begins to cry out....

For the want of seeing his father

Whom he misses, playing, laughing,

Chatting, spending quality time with

My heart just aches....

I break down and cry...

And so, I have come to realize

That,  no matter how much love

You give your child

Nothing can fill that void

He carries inside...

"From not having a father around"