An unwritten letter to my daughter.
And you not think of me as one remiss
Upon my absence I know you sometimes dwell
And could I would I this letter was a kiss.
There is much I feel in my life left unsaid
And much sadness of all that I failed to do
As I ponder with regret the life I led
My deepest sorrow was in losing you.
Your seed was sown in ecstasy and love
And not some passing thought bereft of care
And as the snow fell softly from above
Your mother bore to me an angel fair.
I watched you grow with beauty and such grace
And loved you like no father ever could
With tears of joy like rivers on my face
You were to me in my life something good.
But I write not to you with emotions sad
Nor do I cherish thoughts of hate and bile
Tho' fate would bring to my life so much bad
She also brought an angel , you my child.
I was young and foolish as men be
And once believed myself as god above
And in the seeking of all that I see
I lost sight of all that I truly loved.
I wish I had once more a bunch of time
To live anew my life once more again
Of all my misdeeds in my life of crime
Losing your love was for me my greatest shame.
And as in reflection of all that be now past
Of all the good and bad that once was me
My life precarious lived much too fast
Too fast to know I had it all in thee.
And if in times of sadness or of pain
You may believe that life be so unfair
Please if you would peruse these words again
And know you have a dad who truly cares.
Brendan.
Poetry by Brendan Finbarr Tully
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Written on 2005-11-04 at 12:51
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A letter
Hello my child I hope this finds you wellAnd you not think of me as one remiss
Upon my absence I know you sometimes dwell
And could I would I this letter was a kiss.
There is much I feel in my life left unsaid
And much sadness of all that I failed to do
As I ponder with regret the life I led
My deepest sorrow was in losing you.
Your seed was sown in ecstasy and love
And not some passing thought bereft of care
And as the snow fell softly from above
Your mother bore to me an angel fair.
I watched you grow with beauty and such grace
And loved you like no father ever could
With tears of joy like rivers on my face
You were to me in my life something good.
But I write not to you with emotions sad
Nor do I cherish thoughts of hate and bile
Tho' fate would bring to my life so much bad
She also brought an angel , you my child.
I was young and foolish as men be
And once believed myself as god above
And in the seeking of all that I see
I lost sight of all that I truly loved.
I wish I had once more a bunch of time
To live anew my life once more again
Of all my misdeeds in my life of crime
Losing your love was for me my greatest shame.
And as in reflection of all that be now past
Of all the good and bad that once was me
My life precarious lived much too fast
Too fast to know I had it all in thee.
And if in times of sadness or of pain
You may believe that life be so unfair
Please if you would peruse these words again
And know you have a dad who truly cares.
Brendan.
Poetry by Brendan Finbarr Tully
Read 680 times
Written on 2005-11-04 at 12:51
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