Showing posts with label fathers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fathers. Show all posts

21 October 2010

this is a poem i have yet to write.

when the words come to me, it still won't be as beautiful as this picture.
i love seeing pictures like this.
is it because there was no male father figure when i was growing up and i fantasized having a family like this, or is it because images like this are so rare outside of a church that seeing it makes me smile,
or both?
i remember when i was a child, any black man i saw that didn't have a ring on his finger, i would tell them about my mother. i wanted a dad badly.  my sister would be upset because in her mind, her father was always around...
for Her.