The Stepdad
27 February, 2003
Author: Connie
There's a hunger in the eyes
of a child that goes without.
A little something's missing
And it's time it's told about.
The divorce is final,
There's nothing he can mend;
A little boy lost and alone.
You're helpless when you are ten.
The basketball he plays alone
That was once with his dad;
no longer holds for him the joy
that at one time it once held.
He sometimes wants to play alone;
when his friends ask him to play,
they talk of things he doesn't have
for him it's just another day.
But then, somehow a miracle
Breaks through his world of grey;
A man appears and takes his hand
and all the pain goes away.
His world is bright
for all the world to see
Cause he knows he's with the best.
A little boy no longer alone;
A little boy has found his Quest.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| lasohnda harris (12.229.199.53) -- Friday, February 28 2003, 05:26 pm atleast you had a farther to feel that way about very loving poem |
| Connie (24.162.237.50) -- Friday, February 28 2003, 06:36 pm When my youngest son was 12 (he's now 28 I was writing poetry he asked me to write a poem about him and his stepdad. His dad had left us 4 when he was small. We lived like in the "ole Days" before we met his future step-dad; no car, no child support,etc. but we had each other always. I met Wade and a whole new world opened up for us. So having a "real" dad doesn't always mean that much if he won't support his family. |
| lasohnda harris (12.229.199.53) -- Saturday, March 1 2003, 04:44 am I didn't mean that in a mean way I meant that I never knew what it was like to have a farther so atleast he has one stepdad real dad |
| Connie (24.162.237.50) -- Saturday, March 1 2003, 04:51 pm Yes He Did. Thanks and God Bless. |
| Crimson Angel (12.249.164.87) -- Wednesday, July 2 2003, 02:25 am My parents are seperated, and it's hard for me. I live with my dad, but my little brother lives with my mom and step dad. Well, I always didn't like my step dad too much, a'cause no matter how many tiems people said he wasn't, it felt as if he took the place my dad was supposed to fill for my brother. But, now, I'm having a new opinion, and I have your wonderful poem to thank for that. Nice job, and I hope to see more. |
| Terrie (65.150.174.144) -- Thursday, July 3 2003, 03:40 am i loved this poem....it takes me back to my own son..when he was 9 1/2 unfortunantly ..i was the one to play all sports with him after his dad died..i was too busy making a life for my two kids (son & dtr.)that i never gave myself a chance to get involved with any one that may have made a difference...even though i'd hear this alot of times "mom your throwing like a girl again :D" i enjoyed every moment of it..heck he's 21 now & in college guess something went right or like i tell many people "they raised a good mom" couldn't be any prouder of him(them)..thanx for such a great poem... |
| michelle (12.213.68.102) -- Tuesday, September 9 2003, 10:48 pm i love that poem thats how i felt. i love my step dad with all my heart but things happend and him and my mom are not together ne more... so its hard without him cause i knew him as my dad. |
| Joselyn (165.76.84.234) -- Tuesday, December 23 2003, 12:30 pm with this poem you made me realize how much I should cherish my stepdad... |
| Priscilla (205.188.209.20) -- Monday, January 26 2004, 05:16 am thats a very good poem. My brother and I are going throw the same thing. My brother know has a good stepdad that is willing to do all the things that a real dad will do! |
| Lisa (152.163.252.194) -- Sunday, February 1 2004, 03:46 pm Thanks for sharing your poem. My son went through the same thing (only real dad abusive). But, kids don't see that as much as they see the idealized dad in their minds. But, now too, my son has a wonderful man as his dad (he was able to adopt :). Again, thank you for the heartfelt poem and sharing it. |
| baby girl (216.60.25.6) -- Monday, March 22 2004, 07:40 pm Its very sweet but it needs to be more heart filling. |
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