Basura cat is so very sad
She wants to spend the day with her dad
It’s Father’s Day, in many a home
My cat without one, is feeling alone
She says it’s not fair that she hasn’t one
If they were together, they’d be having such fun
Then it made her kind of glad
When I said, I’d pretend to be her dad
“Let’s go toss a ball out in the street
Let’s put these army boots upon our feet
We can fish, play with trucks and tell everyone
That you are my dad, and I am your son”
So of in a pretend world we did go
Both playing roles that neither of us know
“I didn’t know my dad,” I said to her
A thought to my cat, which had never occurred
“You didn’t?” she asked, as she looked up to me
“No,” I replied, “When I was young he did flee”
“So, maybe,” she said, “We can just be us girls”
Then she asked me to set her fur in tight curls
“It’s cool,” I said, “Some dads are great, some are not
In life we have to accept what we’ve got.”
So on into our day we go
Both missing Fathers we never got to know.
Today’s Musing: “Happy Father’s Day to the Dads that stay” ~ Quote by Basura, owner of me #girlwithguitar
Very true. I didn’t know my own father when I was growing up. It wasn’t until I was in my early 20’s that we came to know each other. Acceptance is a key to happiness. It doesn’t mean you approve. It doesn’t mean you condone. But it will help a person heal and be at peace.