Open Poetry #5 |
A "Step-In" Fathers' Pain |
Mark R. Member
since 1999-06-25
Posts 113San Francisco, CA. |
I've spent the last couple of years, Trying to dry my loves' and little boys tears. They've struggled day and night, Giving up everything, but the fight. You see he's not really my son, But that's in the past;what's done is done. I've loved him since the day he was born, And ever since, for him, my smile I have worn. My world revolves around this little boy, And everytime I see him my heart fills with joy. To see his little dimples show, To watch him look at me as his little smile grows. "Mark, wanna take your shoes off?" he'd say, As I'd walk towards him hugging and kissing him wishing I could stay. His mother and I were once together, Hoping I would one day be wed with her. Times have changed, however, and so have we, And together her and I could no longer be. The love between us ended as quickly as it had begun, Her reasons were for things I hadn't done. The blame had always been mine, And I'd always hoped the pain would be healed with time. The one thing that I regret is that this little boy couldn't be mine, Looking around me;in my dreams his face I wish I could find. I can't help but cry myself to sleep, My pain has come to its inevitable peak. Someones been taken away from me, Him in my life;it's the way it should be. I fear that I can't watch him grow, That I can't love him or give the love I wish to show. I want to see him grow and one day say, "Mark, you are a part of my life, Even if you and mother never became husband and wife. Can't you see that I need him with me, Can't you understand that I need him for my heart to set itself free. Please!Please!! I beg you, Don't take him away;whatever you do!! I need him!! And I'll give everything up at your slightest whim, Just don't take him; for my life will grow dim. To you I whisper these soft words, That it may hit some nerve in a series of chords. That our lives are no longer about me or you, It's about the life that is growing, the life that is new. Give me the one thing that is owed to me, Block the water that is running not allowing me to see. Comfort me from these tears; this constant rain, And for once, PLEASE, stop this "Step-in" fathers pain.... **Step-in father: I'm refering to someone who takes over for someone who refuses to be there for his family. I found out that the little boy carried by my love wasn't of my blood. And though it almost killed me, I refused to let a child go because of my selfish feelings I loved him and now I can't even see him. What else can I do, but hope that one day "God" will see what's true and give me my son. That's all I've wanted, since the day this all began..... [This message has been edited by Mark R. (edited 01-24-2000).] |
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spiked Senior Member
since 2000-01-13
Posts 873Hammond, La USA |
I dumbfounded I feel your pain and understand as a father and as a step in father as well. Hold on because there is love out there waiting for you. Good things come to those who are deseerving. |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
You'll be in my prayers tonight Mark, I wish you the best of luck in easing your pain...all too often one or the other of the two parents get hurt...blood or not...just remember that one day you'll be able to see him as an adult and no one will be able to stop you then. Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Bossmans_angel New Member
since 2000-01-27
Posts 2Ohio |
I can totally relate to your beautiful poem. My husband is a step in father and I thank god everyday that our kids are so blessed to have him in there life. It takes a real man to be a father.You are in my thoughts |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Mark, this poem is heartbreaking, and your pain is so acutely expressed with it. Your initial willingness to accept this child as your own and your love for him now is a wondrous and beautiful thing. My heart is filled with your anguish, but also with hope and prayers that the two of you will be able to remain close. Love and shared peace, Claire |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Mark, I can only answer the struture of the poem, which I enjoyed. The problem you presented is too complicated for opinion. But love is free and that you can give. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Oh Mark...this one tore at my heart strings. I only hope one day you will be together with the child you love so again. One doesn't have to be flesh and blood to be a dad. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Oh Mark...this one tore at my heart strings. I only hope one day you will be together with the child you love so again. One doesn't have to be flesh and blood to be a dad. |
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Mark R. Member
since 1999-06-25
Posts 113San Francisco, CA. |
Thanks everyone, it means so much to me to know that I am well supported by my "Family" here at passions. This has been a long drawn out issue with my ex and myself. Things have never been easy. However, though at times I feel so helpless, there is one thing I refuse to give up----and that is my hope. Thank you again everyone; my love reaches out for all of you...... |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
I don't know what to say to this. To find someone who will love a child that is not their own the way you do. I am just dumbfounded. My wish is that my children find a man who can love them as you love this child. Wonderful poem Mark. |
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HelmutB Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 964Canada |
Life goes sometimes strange ways It would be easy to say everything is happening for a reason. I know that it would not easy your pain I know it would not right to say But if you love him so much...Love will find a way Love always does You have written so heart felt and sad I do have two children (who are my children) that are far away from me. I only see them once a year for a week or two. I do understand your pain. The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Heartbreaking... I do so hope you find some solution. |
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CrazyChick Member
since 2000-01-05
Posts 132 |
Never give up hope!!!!!!!!! great job, this is a very touching poem!!!! |
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Mark R. Member
since 1999-06-25
Posts 113San Francisco, CA. |
Marilyn, HelmutB, suthern, and CrazyChick..I thank you. You all make me feel so warm and comforted. I assure you all that with your help, I will NEVER, give up hope.....thanks. |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
I read this the other day but my server decided not to let me post so I came and looked for it again... Mr Big Heart: I think that should be your name cause this talks of lots of love for a child and a love that continues on...bless you Hope it works out but I think it will.. HUGS Memories give you the power to collect roses in the winter... |
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Mark R. Member
since 1999-06-25
Posts 113San Francisco, CA. |
Thank you RainbowGirl, though I must say that some people would totally disagree with you on that one. However, I am very grateful that you can see the emotions reeling in between the lines of this poem...Thanks for the words of kindness... |
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