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[aid] => mick
[title] => Where's My Daddy
[time] => 2007-04-21 03:54:16
[hometext] => Feel my pain
[bodytext] => Sometimes I sit and wonder why Why did I let so many good years pass me by And when I look at our son you know our youngest one Standing there broken and confused Looking for the other parent, you know the one that could maybe bend mamma's rules Mamma where's my daddy? Standing there with flashbacks of my own upbringing I saw myself in him and I said what I wish was true about mines.. Baby daddy's at work cause how could I tell him that daddy's a jerk Who left you or better yet left us Becaue somewhere down the line he wasn't taught That though the road may get tough, it's not the time to run but take a stand And be not a distant memory but a solid man Not a little boy who's afraid of commitment but one who gets the extinguisher when it gets hot in the kitchen I gave a man my heart but not just any man...my husband But it seems like he took my heart and recorded it's beatings I could see him sitting in front the big screen pressing rewind again...again...and again Laughing and Pausing at the scences that caused me the most pain but still I put in my time taking care of kids before after and in between mines While I'm staring off in the daze your son keeps pulling on my leg I snap out of it What, What do you want I would ask A question for a question I guess Momma where's my daddy? At work baby...Huh...I guess he used up all his sick days [comments] => 3 [counter] => 228 [topic] => 31 [informant] => brownsugar8272 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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