He's a timeshare dad, you know the kind. Sees his kids when the wife decides. Blamed for all the things gone wrong in her life.
Even long after, when you are gone. Spoken of but never to. What are they supposed to do? Pay the bills and have no say because they chose another's hay.
A myth exists that they don't care!
For half the week that they aren't there.
So next time you see a weekend dad
Look at the smile he holds so proud, simply doing the best that he can.
Hoping the kids understand
For later when he takes them home it's emptiness like you've never know.
Till next week he's cold and alone.
A timeshare dad he has become.