yesterday, Dad, one more yesterday

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    yesterday, Dad, one more yesterday

    Yesterday, I was born
    A daughter to start the clan
    Produced by you and your young bride

    Yesterday we were living a hard life
    Not knowing how poor we were
    Because we were rich in so many ways.

    We roamed the hillside and explored the caves
    Climbed the beeches, worked as hard as we played.
    Could we have known then how soon it would end?

    Yesterday you packed your lunch and walked to work
    The drudgery of the coal mines
    You said it got in your blood.

    Yesterday you buried your little girl
    The baby of the family of seven
    After that things were never the samne.

    It was like the unveiling of Adam
    In a way I believe. You bury a child
    You are never innocent to pain again.

    Then Mom left you, and your family was splintered
    We kept coming back to your door
    But it was not the same, we could never call Her "Mom"

    She closed the door, you turned the key
    It was so hard to understand.
    The pain and the anxiety attacks kept me away.

    I tried Dad I really did. My siblings did too
    And I really dont think you could see.
    How much we ached to spend more time with you. 

    Yesterday as a child of 49, I drove right on home
    Never stopped to see you although I live 400 miles away.
    It's not that I didn't care, it was just so hard.

    When the call came that you were gone,my anguish was overwhelming
    Brought me to my knees, broke my heart in two.
    And all I could think was of all the yesterdays, 
    I could have had with you.


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    themommyof2 commented on yesterday, Dad, one more yesterday

    12-07-2009

    Very beautiful indeed. If only we could turn back time and have another chance at some of our yesterdays. Talk to him now, I believe he can hear you. Thanks for writing this.

    kdarcy commented on yesterday, Dad, one more yesterday

    12-06-2009

    A small piece of my heart was reminded of some things also, and so now my children have choices to make. An excellent write, thanks for sharing that, I hope it helped a bit, be well, k

    MaxMoto commented on yesterday, Dad, one more yesterday

    11-27-2009

    I can relate to this so much. I really like the way you opened yourself up and let it flow. Good work. I too hope the pain is short lived.

    redbloodink commented on yesterday, Dad, one more yesterday

    11-25-2009

    Coper very touching work..... I hope the pain eases as time goes on......

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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