for all the childless fathers

By JupiterMoon

Sun, 21 Jun 2015

4 comments

For all the childless fathers

perhaps,
you didn't love them
well enough; consistently enough.

perhaps,
you never made it;
never found someone
safe enough, to build
a family with.

here we all are:
the childless fathers,
drunk in the afternoon.

each of us,
cradling a drink,
with the poorly disguised hope,
it may love us back.

Permalink Submitted by VeraClark on Sun, 2015-06-21 19:17

Very poignant and sharp.

Permalink Submitted by love_writing on Sun, 2015-06-21 21:34

Love this especially the last stanza; 'cradling a drink with the poorly disguised hope it may love us back' - most touching.

love_writing

Permalink Submitted by blighters rock on Sun, 2015-06-21 21:59

Sadly true and perfectly pitched. Keep em coming

Permalink Submitted by EB on Mon, 2015-06-22 09:11

A voice not always heard.

'each of us,
cradling a drink,
with the poorly disguised hope,
it may love us back.'

And there we have it - or not.

Poinant piece.