Father
By rmerwin
He didn't say he was leaving and then he left, I'm not sure why He left my mother, left our home their three kids all alone to die He didn't leave us anything he walked right out the door didn't give us any chance we're sleeping on the floor His brother called here once or twice His mother too ashamed His sister gave us money once you know it's all the same Can't he be responsible for the lives he's cast away can't he bring himself to face the mess he made that day Now that I have grown up I hold my children near the family we have brought forth withour fail, I will be here Written October 30th, 2001 © on Oct 30 2001 03:17 PM PST, Rick Merwin 0 • 1
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"He didn't say he was leaving..."