D's For Daddy

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    D's For Daddy

    D's for Daddy driving drunk
    (he dodged dry, sober ways).
    Still, certain drugs were his first choice,
    mid-aged through Dylan’s days.

    Pop passed the bar when Twenty-three,
    then conquered City Halls.
    Mom said that "tales of their young love"
    were carved on County walls.

    One tainted night with teary sight,
    Dad met his Waterloo.
    Although a child, I was so sad;
    he left at Forty-two.

    I heard Ma cry that night he went,
    faced down on our front lawn.
    Damned drugs deal desperate dreams to tots;
    my daddy died near dawn.

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    cmlestrade commented on D's For Daddy

    07-11-2009

    Very emotional. Very sad subject that doesn't get preachy in it's message but leaves it's impact all the same.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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