The Father
I was never meant to be a parent, My own mistreated childhood a Precursor to any kind of fears and Nightmares that being alone and grown Bring, living without a… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: father
125 – for my children
This evening, I was massaging the feet of one of my daughters. She’s 19 now, and a father does what a father does. I was reminded, and spoke to her, of… Continue Reading
From father to son, from son to father
What shall we do as we grow older?Cantankerous – and son;Cantankerous – and father?Shall we laugh together again? Love is always muted between father and son,By the smallest things,The most… Continue Reading