To Think of You as a Dad
To Think of You as a Dad
Well, Mustang, I'll have to say,
This is pretty hard to write in ink,
But this is really the only way,
I can tell you what I really think.
You act as if you're the higher man,
With that stupid smirk you wear,
And pretend that you don't give a damn,
But I really know you care.
You've always helped me through those times,
When I felt defeat would suffice,
And lectured me and gave me signs,
Of hope and of advice.
I never had someone like you,
To help me when I was young,
But you showed me the right things to do
Like I was your real son.
And even now as I'm on my quest,
To recover what I have lost,
You still try to help me at your best,
And support us at all cost.
I wonder if you would consider me,
To be sort of like your son,
And for you to be my dad you see,
Since I've never really had one.
That stupid a-hole left us,
But you're still sitting there,
And I know when I return I can trust,
For you to still be in that chair.
You also protect my brother and I,
Even when the danger is gone,
And when things get hard and I start to cry,
I'll know I have a shoulder to cry on.
Don't think that this changes anything though,
'Cause being a pain in my ass you've mastered,
But inside I want you to know,
That you're my favorite fatherly bastard.
-Ed
Author's Note: My BFF, Danielle, wrote this poem. She can't get a account so she asked me to put this poem up. I think this poem is brilliant! Shes such a great poem-writer!
