Grown up

October 19, 2012
By erik lima BRONZE, Hyattsville, Maryland
erik lima BRONZE, Hyattsville, Maryland
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You know something-
I Miss you.Why did you leave,
There was so much to learn.
You made me grow up to be like the few men-
you only dreamed of.
The men with respect and dignity.
The men who would never hurt someone.
The man that you've made me.
I am still here
Waiting by your side-
Waiting for the answer
Of that wish you had
The one of envisioning a great man.
I was that boy you loved dearly,
I'm now the age where I am that man.
The man you envisioned, only 30 years later.
Oh how I wish you could see me
And get a smile on your face and be
Proud to have the son you wished for.

The author's comments:
The parents of the narrator had a pretty nasty relationship. The father was a man who would come home and abuse his wife. She only spoke to the narrator, which is her son, about how she wished that men would show respect. A few years later she passed away and those words stayed with him forever, everywhere he went he respected everyone just as his mother wanted him to be.

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Haase BRONZE said...
on Mar. 27 2017 at 9:57 pm
Haase BRONZE, Green Bay, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
What's screws us up the most in life is the picture in our heads of how it's supposed to be;

I absolutely love how your author's comments, and image choice tie in with the poem.

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