A Parent in the Present and Future
Alone on a day meant for family or a father.
Memories come to mind. Of all the good times.
A father being a father, a mother being a mother.
but so has that time long gone.
Now I sit in a diner alone
at 3 in the morn
How pitiful life may seem.
but look how far I’ve come.
How much I’ve learned.
For all those out there with a broken home.
Let this be your call, look how far and strong you’ve learned to become.
Your own family you won’t let be the same.














