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and now i understand,

oh how i wish i listened

when you were close at hand . . .

Those gifts of wisdom that you gave

because you loved me so,

went in one ear and out the other

now to late i know . . .

Now your gone and i'm still here

regretting things i've done,

living with that thought each day

i failed you as a son . . .

Droping out of school

because i thought i knew it all,

now i play the fool

each and every time i fall . . .

Every thing you tried to say

fell upon deaf ears,

suddenly you went away

but never did my tears . . .

Now to late i realize

the me i could have been,

had i only listen to the you

i knew back then . . .

All you wanted was the best

for your little boy,

puttiing me above the rest

i was your pride and joy . . .

Then one day i let you down

and looked the other way,

when i looked back

you wern't around

my heart was in dismay . . .

I saw the face of lonliness

stareing back at me,

now emptiness is living

where my heart use to be . . .

How right you were my father

back then when i was small,

time has shown 'twas you alone

who really knew it all . . .

Ben [comments] => 3 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 61 [informant] => myheartsvoice [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )

How Right You Were My Father . . . Ben

Contributed by myheartsvoice on Sunday, 26th December 2010 @ 12:08:04 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

.How right you were my father

and now i understand,

oh how i wish i listened

when you were close at hand . . .

Those gifts of wisdom that you gave

because you loved me so,

went in one ear and out the other

now to late i know . . .

Now your gone and i'm still here

regretting things i've done,

living with that thought each day

i failed you as a son . . .

Droping out of school

because i thought i knew it all,

now i play the fool

each and every time i fall . . .

Every thing you tried to say

fell upon deaf ears,

suddenly you went away

but never did my tears . . .

Now to late i realize

the me i could have been,

had i only listen to the you

i knew back then . . .

All you wanted was the best

for your little boy,

puttiing me above the rest

i was your pride and joy . . .

Then one day i let you down

and looked the other way,

when i looked back

you wern't around

my heart was in dismay . . .

I saw the face of lonliness

stareing back at me,

now emptiness is living

where my heart use to be . . .

How right you were my father

back then when i was small,

time has shown 'twas you alone

who really knew it all . . .

Ben

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Re: How Right You Were My Father . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 26th December 2010 @ 05:39:34 PM AEST
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Well hello there.
Thanks for sharing this part of you. Very touching

time has shown 'twas you alone

who really knew it all . . .

Say hi to the misses, please.
blessings,
emy

Re: How Right You Were My Father . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by kleetas on Monday, 27th December 2010 @ 11:05:16 AM AEST
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try using spell check or a dictionary -5 mistakes leads me to believe you should have stayed in school..you were right on that note...or maybe you are rushing too much..still a good effort!slow down ..patience grasshopper..patience...

Re: How Right You Were My Father . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Monday, 27th December 2010 @ 02:31:46 PM AEST
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Looking Back on what we were told but ignored
well done

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