All I could think of today was the number 50.
50 ways I could say I hate you,
50 ways I could say you're wrong,
50 ways I could say you don't deserve us,
50 ways I could say you let us down,
50 ways I could say you're a horrible father.
And to think I used to be daddy's little girl...
So here's to you today-- for you to realize all the wrong doings you made in life,
for the mistakes that will never be undone,
for the daughter you never had or ever will,
I hope on this day that is truly about you, is.
Because on this day I celebrate another year without a father,
Happy Birthday "Dad"
Monday, June 24, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Born
It was a pleasant day, it was a happy day.
You woke up with the biggest smile on your face, and the best part you were wrapped around me so tightly I would of had to squirm my way out of your embrace.
I handed you the bag- and with each rip and tare, your smile widened- your mom couldn't believe how much I had spoiled you. I knew I went overboard but just seeing your reaction, well to me that was priceless.
We weren't even together at this point- but somehow we were. All you wanted was to be with me that day and night, and so it went...
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Today's a different story though. You're 24, and last year is long forgotten.
You'll drink with friends and share a laugh or two. Perhaps you'll take a girl home from work or from the local bar and wake up next to a strangers face.
Here I sit thinking of you on this day- and how happy we were last year. So here's to you, here's to what we were and weren't and what we are today.
Happy Birthday.
You woke up with the biggest smile on your face, and the best part you were wrapped around me so tightly I would of had to squirm my way out of your embrace.
I handed you the bag- and with each rip and tare, your smile widened- your mom couldn't believe how much I had spoiled you. I knew I went overboard but just seeing your reaction, well to me that was priceless.
We weren't even together at this point- but somehow we were. All you wanted was to be with me that day and night, and so it went...
---
Today's a different story though. You're 24, and last year is long forgotten.
You'll drink with friends and share a laugh or two. Perhaps you'll take a girl home from work or from the local bar and wake up next to a strangers face.
Here I sit thinking of you on this day- and how happy we were last year. So here's to you, here's to what we were and weren't and what we are today.
Happy Birthday.
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