When A Parent Leaves


My daughter’s tears greet me,

So I decide to be grimly silent,

Rather than probe and see,

What she harbors and doesn’t vent,

Perhaps this time it’s much the same,

With time suspended in her world,

I think she’ll tell me I am to blame,

For all the troubles that were unfurled,

Nothing is spoken as she stares,

While the tension between us builds,

Should I tell her I still care,

And try to break through her tearful shield?

Her teddy bear is tight within her grasp,

As she endures time that slips away,

All the reasons I left are under clasp,

Waiting to be discussed on another day.

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9 thoughts on “When A Parent Leaves

  1. This poem is so elusive, Dan. I like that about it. Concerned about the child’s tears, I want to know what it is that caused them only to find that the Father has left and returned. The leaving? Oh has my mind wandered to ran out on wife and kids, was away at war, traveling salesman, has passed away and his spirit is trying to decide if he should let her know he’s there. Wow, that elusiveness makes this a strong poem.

    • So many things could have been going on. So many years ago and my memory fades. Actually it was years ago but I remember it vividly, not only her tears but mine also.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  2. Excellent description of heartbreak Dan. No truer feeling in a time as the ones you describe but kids usually tend to blame themselves as much as we blame ourselves when things don’t go perfectly don’t they? May these powerful poems of yours reach others and let them know that they are not the only one’s who go through this very thing. In today’s world the average divorce rate is as high as 65 percent of new marriages and 55 percent of all marriages. People are facing these same feelings with hopeless despair in some cases. Your words do let others know that they are not the only ones and that only helps. Peace be with you.

    • Thanks, Stuart. It becomes a self blaming game with no winners. As for divorce, now that’s another story or two or three, and how stubborn i can be. But marriages become focused on one ego against another, turning minor skirmishes into major wars. The facts you give are truths that are terrible. Even so, as a romantic I dislike being alone even now. Peace be with you also, brother.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  3. Sad poem. Upside to me as one with a father who was not only absent but felt no emotional connection is that you did have feelings, you were aware that she had feelings, and she probably knew both those things.

    With the hope and prayer for healing for you both,
    Jamie

    • Actually we’re real close in spirit and talk by phone several times per week. At that time it was a struggle for us both.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

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