POETRY

.​                                      Where did I fail you? What went wrong?

                                       The good times we had didn't last long

                                        and now you're gone.

                                       

                                         For years he lived without hope,

                                         never learning how to cope,

                                         without the aid of drink or dope.

                                        

                                         Dazed and deluded, day after day,

                                         his mind seduced by surrealistic play,

                                         until in a stupor he lay.

                                        

                                         Did I not love you enough?

                                         Did I fill my life with unimportant stuff,

                                         or were those fatherless years just too tough?

 

                                         Why life asked so much, she never knew why,

                                         try as he might sobriety passed him by,

                                         there was little she could do but watch him die.

 

                                          To watch a child you once held dear,

                                          destroy his life with dope and beer,

                                          is hard when the reasons aren't clear.