4 Some It's Father's Day

I think I may have fathered 4

But only one legitimately

And it ripped me 2 the core

when she took him away from me

Yes, I've been a father

'though I've never raised a one

So as with each year

I'll not receive a card

or call, not a single one

Sometimes I think,

I may have missed out

But I would have raised

anyone of them

with out a dought

And so, I've lived my life

wondering who & where

they are?

I wonder if I'll ever meet them?

Or will they mearly remain

one of my scares?

As I ponder this

upon this Sunday

I sit alone

upon my throne

Hoping I can make the mortgage

so I won't loss my home

I know the phone won't ring

and no cards will come

So I should get off my ***

and get something done

Instead of writing poetry

to escape from other things

I should think of today

as just a Sunday

and not think of Monday

and horrors it will bring

So 4 those fathers

who get the calls & cards

from all those sons & daughters

even though their lives are hard

I hopeU don't find it a bother

have a great one, with my regards

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