Today is Father’s Day,
it’s just another day to me.
There has never been anything special about it.
My father was never there for me.
Nothing he tries to do now
will ever make up for his absence.
I don’t know what’s his excuse
for missing almost all of my life.
And I won’t attempt to figure it out.
I don’t know if I’ve ever asked
my mother where my father was.
Maybe I did. Maybe I never bothered.
And if I did, I’m sure the answer was not pleasant
knowing how my mother
felt about his departure.
All I know is that
I didn’t want my children
to go through the same thing
so when they ask about their father,
I don’t always know what to say.
I don’t know why he doesn’t pick up the phone to call,
write a letter or show his face.
Whatever his reasons may be,
it’s up to me to make sure that they have
all the love and support that they need
to try to fill the void
of not having their father.
A good mother is more than enough. Many good woman raise children and their kids love them. Love is the need for the children. A mother love is enough.
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A mother would be so proud to hear such from their children on father’s day…as they often play this role more than they ever should, and they excel. Wonderful words Kim.
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