- Brian M Winningham
Dad, there are many things
That I’ve always meant to say.
But you know how it is,
Men just don’t talk that way.
I have jumped to so many conclusions.
Countless times I’ve wrongly surmised
Even when I turned my head
To hide the tears brimming in my eyes.
I just thought you understood,
How time and time and time again,
I tried and tried and failed to become
The man you have always been.
I know I have disappointed
And made you proud plenty too.
But all I ever wanted
Was to be a man like you.
Like I’ve said before
It isn’t always easy for me to say
But Dad, I love you
And I hope to be like you someday.