Second Chance Dad…

Memories of a childhood so full of laughter and promise

suddenly snatched away.

Fighting to make you not forget

the man who loves you so.

Watching you grow from afar

not given a voice or direction.

Nights of sadness, days filled with sorrow,

a heart broken.

A steady path maintained

always ready for you to come home.

The phone rings, “I need a change”

a room now needing a makeover.

To make a home for one so dear who I thought was gone forever.



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