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My Life(Repost for Charisma)
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My Life(Repost for Charisma) |
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White Wolf Member
since 1999-09-18
Posts 371Somewhere in the vast wasteland |
Before you guys start in on me and tell me that this is someone elses writing and that I have just committed a vile offense within the poetic community. I would like to state something first. When I,as in this person, not user name, first posting on this site I choose the name Scorched Dragon. Several months ago that user name died. It no longer fit. I changed so much from inside to out that the name was just a reminder of my deep past. I didn't and still don't need that reminder so I chose the name White Wolf as it now fits me like a glove. And so I quit posting under Scorched Dragon and am now posting under White Wolf. I didn't want to keep it a secret but I didn't want people to think of me as Scorched Dragon anymore. I hope you all understand. If anyone needs proof that this poem is indeed mine, email me and I will provide you with the proof. And if there are no doubts then I thank you. To Charisma, I say, this is the poem about the feelings and realization I have had about my father. Thank you for reading. The White Wolf My Life When I was young You told me what was right and wrong You would hug me Told me you love me But somehow in me growing up You told me how to live my life You showed me you didn't approve You compared me to my siblings How could you have done that to me Your eldest son Tell me my life is messed up When you had a hand in raising me Push me to talk about things Better left unsaid Always putting in you two cents worth By this time I had become bitter Bitter at how you treated me As a child of 8 years I am now old enough to realize That you did those things Because you thought they would help me But you did those things Because you loved me I am sorry that I took so many things wrong I am sorry that I didn't see your love You are my father And I forgive you for all of the things That I just couldn't forgive you for I am happy that you are my father I would have it no other way I love you Dad |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
Thank you White Wolf, for posting this and it shows me that whatever happenend between parents and their kids, that love can health the wounds. I recognize some things in it, not because of my daughter, but because of my oldest son. he did sometimes sounds like that, and well I like to talk and explain, why we are doing this or that, and all in the name of love. Thank you again, I appreciate this more than I can tell. (((hugs))) Charisma |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
White Wolf~ I think alot of us can relate to this. It's not until we get older and more mature that we realize why our parents said and did what they did when we were young and most of the time for our own good. well penned  Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... It is the harmony of the universe |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
First off....no proof needed....and secondly I am glad that you brought this one back as a repost and I had missed it before. This in a very intense piece of work and one can sense the emotion behind it. Wonderfully written. |
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Broken_Winged_Angel Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 994Small Town, Somewhere |
This was very well written.. Sounds like it comes straight from the heart. *blinks* Ummm....My relationship with my dads not quite like that...I'm reposting "My Daddy Went Away Today" here...Even if you're dad was kinda hard on you, I'd have prefered that then what my dad left me with... I don't mean for that to sound rude in anyway...And I'm happy you too worked things out? < !signature--> With a little piece of tomorrow, You'll have to kiss yesterday goodbye. Because today won't last forever, And the past will only make you cry. [This message has been edited by Broken_Winged_Angel (edited 10-12-2000).] |
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White Wolf Member
since 1999-09-18
Posts 371Somewhere in the vast wasteland |
Charisma- I am glad I could help. Lord only knows that I was so stubborn that I wouldn't let anyone help but I did get through it. Once again I am glad I could help and to know that my experience has been help to more than just me and my father although that is quite enough. I am glad to be of service. tracie66- I am sure alot of us have and still are and when someone post something like this it can show them that there is light at the end of this seemingly dark journey. I am glad you liked it. Mark Bohannan- Thank you. And thank you again. Broken_Winged_Angel- Ya know, sometimes I ysed to think that my life was the hardest of all lives. But then I look around and see many more people in much worse than I am. I don't like to see it. I don't like suffering of any kind. But as only afew people know, I was abandon by both of my parents when I was three. I remember walking up that long, dusty driveway to grandma's. My mom dropped me and my sister off in the driveway because she didn't want to hear it from her mom. I can only thank God that my grandma took care of us for that long. Ever since my mom came back to pick us up, I have been trying to put all of the pieces back together. I realize that I didn't have it as hard as it could of been and that, by the sound of it, you had a harder situation. I know something of what you feel. Have faith. Keep one's chin up and things can only get better. The White Wolf |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
I think this is sweet and a very nice way to let your Dad know how much you love him!! Very nice and well written poem!! Reading a poem like this makes me think of how much my Dad means to me!! Thanks!!!  Take Care, Bridgette "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
WW, as we grow up I think it is natural to break away from our parents, to lock horns at times but then we realise that what they do they do out of love and kindness. REally enjoyed reading the poem. "an afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree the hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women". Patti Smith |
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