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On Father's Day

By Stephen ProsperPublished 5 years ago 2 min read
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As time has pass

Father's day approaches at last

I look at life & what I've gone through

I can't help but wonder if it happens with you

To compare advice from you & mama

To show me how men deal with drama

To give me the help that I felt I needed

When the entirety of me being was depleted

Now I look back at my life

How you & mama dealt with the strife

The good the bad & all of its toils

You & granny found time to make me spoiled

I knew that things really changed

When the day came & you walked with a cane

Superman's walk was now with a limp

But you continued your mission without a dip

Setting the example for your sons

Making sure your wife could overcome

The trials that would lie ahead

If the time came when you were dead

As time would grow & you better

Superman prove to be tougher than leather

What none of us knew

Was the plan God had for you

He had to call you home

Despite our tears, it's where you belong

But you already laid the foundation

For your boys to be men from the Prosper Station

As I embark on birthday number 30

I wonder if life would be more sturdy

If I had you everyday

To talk about a real man's way

The way a man would handle things

From love, to work, to church, family

I would the same question twice

To compare yours & mama's advice

But physically you are not here

But there have been men left for different tiers

For the family man the Uncle Jr, Uncle puddings was for the single

Gary talks quite a bit, showed in crowds how to mingle

Kevin showed us how, to embrace the artist that were are

Never let someone else set the mark for your own bar

To finish this out for Father's day

The last person paved the way

She no man, but never fret

Mama made sure we didn't forget

Forget the time that we had

Forget the feelings, good & bad

Sometimes the message was so raw

But we never forget the man we saw

As I drove yesterday, & the music started to play

All of a sudden crying was my emotional choice

Because the is to celebrate & I couldn't remember your voice

As I drove down the Avenue

The only thing I knew to do

To feed the distance & kill the hunger

I played a little Stevie Wonder

Thank you dad for memories

& I always thank God for giving you to me.

Written by Stephen Prosper

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Stephen Prosper

I am a young man from Dallas, that tutors, writes poetry, & I am working on my 1st book.

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