Tears running down my cheeks
Wishing you never left
If only she didn't let her words stop her
May be I would have you
If you only knew how hard it is
If only you knew I wnated you in my life
Would you of left and be here
I'm almost sixteen now
Your little girl is growing up
And it hurts to go through my baby book
And see a letter from mom
But not from dad
I'm almost grown up
Will I ever see you
Or will I only know your name
No visual to attach with
Did you know I want to be in the Air Force
Guess that comes from you
Aren't ya glad to see my dreams are like yours
Too bad you'll never know
I guess I know how Eminem feels when
He says he has "a father-less past"
Only he knows his father
Just too bad that I can't share
May be I should become a rapper
Rap about how I grew up
The fighting and teasing
Not to mention "a father-less past"
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For now, this is all I have. I was reading "Wish You Were Here" by Catherine Clark. It's a good book. There was a part in it talking about her father and just made me think of mine. This was part of the poem that came from this feeling. Well, enjoy. I'll put the second part as soon as it comes.
