Poetry

My Dad

By 24th July 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

My Dad never hugged me and told me that he loved me
My Dad never tucked me into bed at night
My Dad let me sip his Guinness in the local pub
My Dad smacked my arse when I got in a fight
My Dad shouted at my Mam when he was full of beer
My Dad switched over channels on the TV set
My Dad made us hide upstairs when he came home from work
My Dad ?s tearless death is my big regret
My Dad has made me hug my son and tell him that I love him
My Dad makes me tuck him into bed at night
My Dad was from a generation that never showed its feelings
Now I’m a Dad I do my best to love my children right.

Mack

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