Dear Father

 July 29, 2009. © Talon Truitt Cherry, All rights reserved

Dear Father
It seams growing up is getting harder
Barter time for our tempers
That were always growing hotter
Never bothered to talk then
Caught up in the anger
Damn the danger of our whirl wind
And Father
Sometimes it feels like we both lost
Butting heads over issues
Tears and tissues were the post cost
And then I couldn’t understand
Your demand for respect
Only prepared me as a man
My Father
Taught me the meaning of true pride
When ya caught me slippin
Put a whippin to my backside
At times I wanted to hit ya
But now my life’s a perfect picture
And for that much I should kiss ya
Father
You have doubts cause i'm movin
But you’re the one who taught me
Have faith in what I'm chosin
Live my life by my pages
Only continuing your story
Growing wiser through the ages
Relax Father
Today I stand my own man
Molded by our anger and our love
I know you understand
And even though its hard to take it
I wrote this poem just to let you know
You are appreciated