Why should I come home? he texts,
There is nothing for me there.
So there’s not: there’s only us,
Only moments we could share.
Only life and only living,
Only taking, resting, giving.
But I know it’s too much bother
So, don’t bother.
Love,
Your Father
This is…so, so great. Only life and only living…man, do I feel guilty for taking my folks for granted time after time. I’m gonna send them this poem – and every time I come up with some silly thoughtless excuse, they should send it to me to knock some sense into me. Thanks muchly for this.
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Thanks for reading and commenting. I certainly feel that way about how I treated my parents.
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