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Happy Birthday Dad (Pint-Sized Poem #38)
09/14/14
That's what it reads at the bottom of my computer screen.
September 14th, 2014
The second year since he passed.
I miss him.
I wish I could take everything bad I (ever) said back.
I wish I could undo the sadness.
The missed phone calls.
The anger and arguements.
I wish I could say I was sorry.
And go back in time and enjoy the time we had.
I wish he was here with me.
So I could hug him.
And give him a card.
Maybe then the date wouldn't hit me so hard.
And I wouldn't be so sad.
I wouldn't be here all alone.
Writing poems entitled:
"Happy Birthday Dad."
That's what it reads at the bottom of my computer screen.
September 14th, 2014
The second year since he passed.
I miss him.
I wish I could take everything bad I (ever) said back.
I wish I could undo the sadness.
The missed phone calls.
The anger and arguements.
I wish I could say I was sorry.
And go back in time and enjoy the time we had.
I wish he was here with me.
So I could hug him.
And give him a card.
Maybe then the date wouldn't hit me so hard.
And I wouldn't be so sad.
I wouldn't be here all alone.
Writing poems entitled:
"Happy Birthday Dad."
Published 15th Sep 2014
| Edited 15th Sep 2017
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15th Sep 2014 2:39pm
15th Sep 2014 10:10pm
Thank you, I'm glad someone understands and I am sorry for your loss. But I'm glad that you enjoyed the poem, or related to it in some way.
- Paige Rider
- Paige Rider
