UNLOVED

My Daddy, he don't know me

but he works there in the city.

He's a big successful lawyer

makin' money by the plenty.

 

I see him every mornin'

as he rushes out the door,

talkin' to his tape recorder

makin' notes there by the score.

 

He never comes to see me

as I struggle to play ball.

I miss more than I ever hit

and I rarely catch the ball.

 

No one wants me on their team

'cause coordinated ... I'm not.

And my Dad .. he don't love me,

But if I want it, yeah, it's bought.

 

My friends, they say I'm lucky

'cause I got all these things brand new,

And I'm afraid to tell them

But, I really wish they knew.

 

That, all I really want to have

is my Dad here by my side,

To see me play a game or two

with his heart so full of pride.

 

Even though I don't paly well

and I swing and miss a lot;

He'd be there just to cheer me on

'stead of hearing, "Your Dad forgot".

He don't even know me,

'cause he's always in his work.

He never says he loves me . . .

That really hurts.


Comments:
 
Pulelehua   Pulelehua wrote
on 6/12/2013 11:27:05 AM
Thank you both very much! Your kind comments are very much appreciated.

Conflicteddreamer   Conflicteddreamer wrote
on 6/11/2013 2:27:36 PM
Yes, full of emotions. Great job.

Trini_belle25   Trini_belle25 wrote
on 6/2/2013 1:07:20 PM
This is a very well written piece, full of emotions. Thanks for sharing...

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I have seen far too many parents who think it is enough to enroll their kids in sports activities and then don't bother to spend time practicing with their kids. Kids want to spend time with their parents. They want to feel loved. They want to know you care. Sure they like the toys but they thrive on love.
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