Weres Dad?

by Brad   Jul 24, 2008


Only at the age of one
My mom and dad they were done
Leaving me this pain unearth
Leaving me came after birth
Asking mom, "where is dad?"
Listening to the answer of silence driving me mad
Now I wait at the curb for dad to come
Waiting for hours burning in sun
Running home finding the way
Finding out my dad was lost that day
In the corner alone and crying
I say I'm fine
Inside I'm dieing...

(R.I.P Ernie)

-Brad

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  • 16 years ago

    by Fanny

    That was so sad. but wonderful. I love this poem. keep writing.
    -Stephanie