I Call Him Daddy Poem

I call him Daddy.

I wish he was here when I need him.

I love him. I miss him. I feel like he doesn’t care about me.

Through all of his mistakes, I am stronger today; Thank you!

I call you Daddy.

Yes, they say you’re my daddy.

Despite your absence, my legacy is in creation.

I want to hear you say you love me.

I pray you call.

He is my Daddy.

Undeniably so.

I have his hands and feet, his deep eyes and chocolate skin tone.

Whether he calls or hides, I will be untied.

Free to push past the pain of his careless heart;

I will be complete, whole and set apart.

I call him Daddy.

Poem By: Dae’Jah Cymone

Teen Contributor

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