Don’t Be The Kind of Father Who . . .
As your children stand at your casket,
silent tears falling from their eyes,
mourning not only the physical loss
of the man who was their father,
but also for the missed opportunities
when they were children growing up
with a man who was basically
such a good man, really,
but also someone it was very hard to love.
Because loving you exposed them
to so much hurt.
