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Father's day (Dedication to my dad)

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Fathers day came and went with me not noticing at all...which isn't unusual. But still....I thought my father deserved a poem from me...after all, it is fathers day. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Jun 17, 2008    Reads: 61    Comments: 17    Likes: 10   


FATHER'S DAY

Into my life you came

Not by choice

You wished it were different

I wished it were different

We both hope our wishes could come true,

All in vain

A baby girl born to an ailing mother

A girl? Again? you think.

Cursing inside at the very thought.

Whatever did you do in your past life,

To be burdened with such a curse?

Responsibility you never ran away from,

Especially not when legally wedded,

Food clothing and shelter would you offer,

For that was your duty.

But what more would I possibly want?

You were a perfect father,

offering the necessities in life.

Breaking my back to impress you,

changing everything in me that you despised,

But there were some that could never change

A girl I was born,

A girl I will always be.

No amount of football could change that.

But you knew that all along,

Didn't you?

Accepted the fate bestowed in my hands,

Accepted my sex and tried other ways

To be a special person in your life.

No amount of good grades could do it,

Not even when I sacrificed my childhood to act adult,

You were never to be pleased.

Not by a female.

Finally managed to get your attention,

sneaking out at night and skipping school,

the beatings increased as I got worse,

but something good came from all that,

For I now had your attention.

Now, you knew I existed

Do you know

how many times I attempted suicide?

Do you know

How many times I ran away with no hopes of returning?

I doubt you do.

I was invisible

I am a girl.

I now know what a real family is,

with no help from you!

I now know what a real man is,

With no help from you.

And I will know much more,

with no help from you.

For I am a girl,

And I am proud of what I am

As for you,

You are a disgrace to all fathers!


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Comments:

Generally, as a race, we do not make the most of our children, their talents and all of the things which make them unique. I have a daughter (25) and a son (17) and they are both great kids. The general problem arises when we attempt to make our children into clones of ourselves - it always fails and there is the inevitable disappointment.

Leave children to grow and mature but be there to catch them when they fall, but let them fall. A bruised knee now is far better than a shattered life later on.

Your poem speaks volumes.

Phil

Posted: Jun 17, 2008

Author Comment:

I agree with you totally. It is a nightmare trying to please a parent that doesn't want to be pleased. It took me a while to realize that, but I finally did. It's his loss anyway. Thanks for reading and commenting Phil

IRENE
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This poem suites best for fathers day for your dad as far as the details you have given me about him are concerned. I suggest, you do one print out for him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.

Posted: Jun 17, 2008

Author Comment:

hahahaha...I wish i could...he'll probably file it somewhere. He has a file of all 'negative letters' he's kids have ever written to him. Who knows, it may reach him someday!

Tis enough that you have proved that you know who you
are, what makes YOU tick, what makes you the special person that you are.This is a wonderful insight into the pain of being rejected, but it is also a positive
acceptance of hope..a positive reaction to inner fears and more it sends a clear message to parents..Deb..
you won!

Posted: Jun 17, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Billy...yeah, I do feel like a winner in all this. Thanks for reading and commenting

Ha, well, I wasn't expecting that. I liked it. It was different. I was expecting some "Aw, I love you Dad" poem but this - ouch.
I'm sorry about your father :( He sounds like the stubborn father who held a grudge against you for being a girl and that's just sad. I hope one day things will change... he'll see that you an AMAZING person, because you are Deb! ^^ You are wonderful.
Take care ^^

Posted: Jun 17, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Alice...I don't think he will change anytime soon, but I think am over caring what he thinks...or at least am getting there. Thanks for the comment.

I am touched beyond words....i need some time DEV to write for you on this poem....i will come back soon...
till then YOU keep SMILING...okay ??

Posted: Jun 18, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Pratibha....I will keep smiling. Take care.

You are accepting new hopes deb.
Happier days to you. :)

Posted: Jun 18, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks alot punishment.

Whitehart this really touched me. I'm sorry for your past pain and that he couldn't see how great you are. Plenty of other people can see you for who you are, still I know its not the same as your father. You did a great job on the poem and you're so awesome to share yourself like this.

Posted: Jun 18, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks a lot Dragonfly. It felt good writing it all down, like getting something off my chest in a way. But am grateful that I now don't need his approval to know that I am a great person. Thanks for commenting.

hi! deb. u r right to be proud of urself. but ur dad is one half of that pride. i can sense ur hurt for it comes out too strongly in "You are a disgrace to all fathers!". hope u can forgive and forget. for life is too short to nurture hurts. love ya. ;-)

Posted: Jun 18, 2008

Author Comment:

Hey Bubbly, thanks for the comment. Yeah, he hurt is there. Its kind of hard to get rid of it easily after over 20 years....one step at I time, that always makes forgiving easier...

A dedication can't result in a disgrace. This life has taught me much. And my policy is grin and bear. Or withdraw quietly and gracefully. Your dad caused you pain but can you return it with pleasure. His life may be over but you have a long life and make it happy by always creating happiness around you. God bless you.

Posted: Jun 18, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks for commenting Listener. I try not to focus on the hurt...it is of course hard because it is a matter of the present too and not just the past....but I will not make his actions ruin me, at least, I try not to. God bless you too.

The emotion is quite strong and the message is somewhat unusual for Father's Day. However, I like the poem because it bares one's soul. There's sincerity in it. ^^

Posted: Jun 18, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Jadey.^^

My sympathies lie with you.

Posted: Jun 18, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Saif. Take care.

YES i am back with lots of restlessness in my heart and anger , though MOM told me not to get angry soon....

cannot help...which world he lives in??? he hated such a sensible human being because she is a 'GIRL' what shame??

ONE day when he would be 'alone', he would 'realise' what he did ???

THAT DAY WOULD COME....THAT DAY WOULD SURELY COME AND HE WOULD BE LONELY AND WOULD SEARCH FOR YOU BUT YOU WOULD BE SO FAR AWAY.....

HE DOESNOT KNOW WHAT HE HAS LOST.....

Posted: Jun 18, 2008

Author Comment:

It is a bit sad but kinda understandable, traditionally speaking, it is an IN thing to have more male children....its all to do with the whole ego thing. The male child sort of carries the man's name even after his death..blablabla...so he is in a way still stuck in that. But I hope you are right and he comes to see the wrong he's done to all his female kids....because as it is now....all we are doing is drifting really far away...and that aint right. Thanks Pratibha.

Gary
(not registered user)

What your father will never realize is that the way he treated you, has made you a stronger and a better person than he could ever achieve.

Posted: Jun 19, 2008

Author Comment:

Yeah. Thanks for the comment

Gary MacKenzie
(not registered user)

Hi Dee,
It says that I am not regestered. I did register, but I guess somehow it didn't go through. I will try again.
Gary

Posted: Jun 19, 2008

Author Comment:

Hey Gary, thanks for coming over. Sometimes it says that, just login again and that should sort everything out. Welcome aboard.

Hellow Deb. I've walked this space before but my mom was a stronger person so the crush was cushiony. But still the hurt lingered. On personal plane, I empathize with you but then it is our life and we have to move forward, not with pain but with pleasure. Its a joyful read.

Posted: Jun 19, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Donna....my mom is being there now, and thats a positive thing. But we all work on leaving the pain behind. Thanks for the comment.

We may hate our father, we may love our father but we will always remember our father. And what counts here is you remembered him. A bond still exists.

Posted: Jun 19, 2008

Author Comment:

hahaha..yeah, the bond can never be broken I dont think...it will always be there. He is after all, my father. Thanks for reading and commenting.

Gary
(not registered user)

I figured it out, I have to be logged in for it says who I am.

Posted: Jun 24, 2008

Author Comment:

Pretty much..yeah :)



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