Almost-Father
A poem about love that almost stayed, and the wounds it left behind
By JanePublished 12 months ago • 1 min read
Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash
Almost-Father
Sometimes you laugh,
and for a moment,
I see the man I always wished for—
warm, open,
someone I could lean against.
But it never lasts.
The laugh dissolves into anger,
the kindness swallowed by pride.
You are an almost-father.
Almost safe.
Almost gentle.
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