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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