This is an excerpt from a poem I wrote last year at about this time…

 

MY FATHERS DAY

 

There was a time in my life

A small selfish part of me

I couldn’t imagine being called dad

I would cringe, turn and flee

 

There was a time in my life

A period of my youth gone wild

I thought there was something up there

And now I know it’s at me it smiled

 

Hung with my history and partial dishonour

Embarrassed from childhood antics

I learned without lessons taught

Frightened by certain manics

 

Like an arrow loosed on my hearts target

My unknown dreams come true

I stepped up to life’s hitting plate

And became one of the lucky few

 

With a picture of my daughter in my mind

Something so pure and true and right

The apple of my eye she is

The thought of her makes my future bright

 

She is the gift I was given

She is a learning curve for dad

A goal to defend with pride

Even the worst time with her ain’t bad

 

It’s selfish to think that it’s my fortune

My ego can get in the way at times

My thanks should go to her mother

Even just to stop my girl going over the lines

 

My words of gratitude go forth

To her that cares for my peach

A heart of kindness I know for her

Though keeps my girl almost out of reach