When is the last time you talked to your dad; a poem on that subject, thoughts?

Question

My eldest son Kerry (38 and a work in progress)

Years ago we stopped talking;

was an emotional thing.

He changed his phone number,

never called, phone didn't ring.

Seemed pointless for me to try,

really never saw eye to eye,

both failed to even say bye.

(eyes roll back, I give a sigh)

Wanting unconditional

acceptance while he caused pain,

for me to stick up for him,

sending my life down the drain.

Said I wouldn't be abused,

not confused, I then refused;

left him to the path to choose,

no matter what I would lose.

Many years passed through our life,

as silence carved heart with knife,

heard of fights from his ex-wife,

the constant days of his strife.

Saw his sister, said I loved you,

seems he got the thought, the word,

it wasn't long before he called,

and something wonderful occurred.

We put aside what's the past,

we both wanted this love to last,

as differences were cast

away on a day unsurpassed.

He has matured and I have

mellowed; I am so thankful

to have survived long enough

to see a wrong turned to right.

Answer 1

Well written.  Stanza 7 says it all!  Thanks.

Answer 2

You are blessed to have had an opportunity to reconcile.

Sometimes the darkness comes and makes that option impossible.

Answer 3

I've met my dad once, many years ago. Your poem is very good, emotional and self realizing. Keep writing great things! i will be writing a poem about him in the coming days, check out my website, the link is below

Answer 4

And who raises who at times?  Love and blood in the end hopefully always lead to the right thing. Well said.

Answer 5

Hits a nerve.

I m not a father

But I have a son.

To him right now

I am NO one.

It makes me too sad

To lose what I had....

My bad..

Answer 6

Always nice to read a good ending, of those who are estranged from

loved ones, especially our children.

Wonderful written poem of indepth feelings, not an easy challenge.

Kudos, Blessings Be.

Answer 7

PP: Do you know why I pulled you over, Mr. Bob?

B: No, Sir, Officer.

PP: I've pulled you over because your headlights are on, vindicating every person who made peace with their parents and dooming to anguish and thirst those who did not.

B: What about those whose parents are still alive, yet they refuse to take the first step?

PP: You mean a 9-13 Alpha?

B: Yes, Officer.

PP: Well, lets hope those people read your poem. Now, please continue.

Answer 8

this is very good. the flow is excellent and it all rhymes. i think it also gets the feelings you wanted to express across very well. i'm not just saying this, i just read quite a few very bad poems and this one is a welcome relief.

Answer 9

The line "Saw his sister, said I loved you", just sums it all in a wonderfully simple way... This change of pronouns is...very moving.