It's nearly ten o'clock.
Daddy's dinner's getting cold.
Mama made me go to bed
'cause I'm only eight years old.
Wish she'd let me sit with her
when she cries and waits for Dad.
I could give her lots of hugs,
help her not to be so sad.
When Daddy comes home drunk,
next day he's extra nice.
He tries to make it up to us.
This week it's happened twice.
I'll never ever drink
when someday I am a dad.
My kids won't be embarrassed.
My wife won't be so sad.
I think I hear Dad's car.
Now he's stumbling through the door.
Guess I can go to sleep now.
I won't worry anymore.
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| Writing Prompt |
Sadness has overcome us all at one time or another. Either caused by a relative or close friend's death or from the girl or guy that broke our heart or just life in general. We all handle situations differently, some good, some bad. This contest gives us the ability to explore this. Your poem can also play into other emotions that are common to writing like this such as anger or depression. |
Author Notes
Thank you, wingsoflove, for your fine picture.
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