This is not exactly a poem but it is a very good lesson that I experienced for myself.For those who know me, they know its all true for those who don't,here it is...
I was only 12 years old when my dad died. It was February, Friday 13, 1998. My mom had left me already and it was just me and my dad.I remember being in the hospital when he was diying and regreting many things i have said to him. I used to tell him "I hate you," and "I hope you die." These were harsh words even though it was coming from madness. I wish I could have took all those words back and if there was a best dad award then my dad definately deserves it! He had to raise me all on his own. Its not easy growing up without a mother and just a father. Still to this day its hard.But no matter how rough things may have got my dad never gave up on me.He made me the very person i am today. I have been through a lot and becasue of him i turned my life around. Im a junior in high school with a grade point average of 3.857. I havent missed a day of school going on three years.I know there isn't an award for the best dad so i am going to make up my own "Dad if you are listening from heaven, i love you and you have just recieved the best father ever award. I hope you are proud of me and i love you." I guess you just don't know what you got until its gone.