Should I celebrate?
I’m a dad
So, yes!
I should
Take my two girls
Out.
But this Father’s Day
I’m torn
It’s got to the point
Where
I feel worn
Out.
Thorn
Is just a rhyming word
It doesn’t describe
The painful, painful prick
Inside my heart and
Out.
Shout
My pen says
Don’t write
Just cry
Cry a Nile
Cry it all
Out.
But tears
Won’t sprout
My beautiful father
From his muddy grave
Back
Out.
