Missings
This would have been my dream
to have you see my life & what I mean
To still be as strong as the woman you made me
through every time you took a swing at me
I'm still here challenging each new day
but you sadly took the weak mans way
I'm still able to watch our kids
their future & children you missed
Just as my father missed so much
a young 42 when he passed away on us
You are now another for our hearts to miss
years on & we'll still come across tearful bits
But it's a sad thought to how much you've missed
how I sit with thoughts of how I'm glad I failed
With the hundreds of fails, I admit
there's no better thought than being glad
I failed to commit
As I still live
but you are forever sadly missed
Copyright © D.A Hopkins | Year Posted 2019
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