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oh daddy, now i can say goodbye?
by Kalikala SmithThree gifts later,
a full stomach,
and a promise to keep in touch.
Somehow you're satisfied with,
this sorry excuse,
for a relationship.
Maybe if you buy the biggest meal,
I'll forget everything you did,
and smile and be happy for you.
But we're sitting here,
in this busy restaurant, dimly lit,
and you're conversation consists of,
simulated laughter and jokes I've heard,
many times before.
I'm not bitter.
You've got your new life now,
with your new wife now,
and the white picket fence you can't afford.
I'm not angry.
You seem happy now,
with your new plan now,
to run away and leave me behind.
"Happy Graduation" that stupid card will read,
but it won't be happy...
not really.
Because the one person,
that I want to be proud of me,
won't even be there.
So goodbye daddy.
Good luck.
And may God bless you,
because I can't. 03/29/2004 Posted on 03/29/2004
Copyright © 2025 Kalikala Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 03/30/04 at 03:04 AM i like this piece... its so real and honest. this is a hard situation that so many young people in our generation have to deal with everyday. its very sad |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 01/28/05 at 04:47 AM Wow, this reminds me so much of my father. When he let me down, I turned to God to be my Father, because I knew no one on earth could compare. He's never let me down, although He's made me be patient longer than I care to be. |
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