Being nothing like my father
Growing up to hate him
Cheating on my mom
I took a step back
Beginning when I was
But fairly young
Finding myself now
Appreciating him
more understanding
His time and what drove
Him along his path
Looking at my youngest
Over a dinner at a place
Reminding me of
Restaurants we ate at
During my childhood
And I truly grasped
His way of thinking
A little too late perhaps
But unconsciously
I must have emulated
Him somewhat when
My kids were growing
So I now appreciate
A refined repast at
‘The tasty table” tonight
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