A difference

January 23, 2009
By Elizabeth Froh, Lumby, ZZ

A smile on his face

But such a disgrace
Under his smile
He’s crazy and wild

Numbing the pain
With a drink everyday
It’s been done so much
That it feels the same

Six eyes watch him
Day after day
These days become dim
“He’s not much of a father” they say

He says he loves them
They say it right back
But does he mean it to them?
And them to him back?

A strong family
Split apart
By a special woman
With a big heart

She watches the pain
She feels it to
She knows there is no gain
There is nothing she can do


The author's comments:
This poem describes a very sad story, my friend recently lost her mother to cancer. After that happened her father began drinking heavily and is now an alcholic.

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on Mar. 28 2010 at 7:33 pm
Madelyn1231 GOLD, Virginia Beach, Virginia
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Why must the bounds of love and hate continually be so muddled?

God, I can't believe no one has commented on this one. It's amazing. It nearly brought me to tears. have a friend going through some hard times with an alcoholic father as well. I'm trying to convince her mom to let her come and live with me. Beautifully written. I hope it all works out with you friend.


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