Silent understandings
Make us both appear strong.
But I’m sorry to say,
They’ve been kept silent too long.
When I was little
To glance at each other was okay,
But it’s been bottled up too many years,
I’ll let it out today.
I don’t know how you’ll react
To what I have to say,
All that I know is
I do feel this way.
How to start
I do not know
But I hope by the end
My feelings will show.
When I was small
A hero you were to me,
I have to say that in my heart,
That’s what you’ll always be.
But I look up to you
And see how you act.
Why, when I was younger,
Your opinions were fact.
I know times were tough,
For mom and you,
I know they were,
For me and my sis too.
I always knew
Though you weren’t there,
You loved me a lot
And I took strength from that care.
You and I always tried
To stay so strong,
Perhaps that’s why
We don’t always get along.
But when you cried
Right by my side,
My fear and weakness
I could not hide.
Sometimes we’d just see each other
And in the glance we’d steal,
I knew for a moment
We understand how we feel.
I can see where you’re coming from
Even when we don’t agree
And I’m very sure you
Do the same to me.
Maybe that’s how or why
Our silent understanding works,
But somewhere in that
A downfall lurks.
Maybe Dad’s can live
With things unspoken,
Maybe to me,
Those things are broken.
For broken things
Cannot speak,
Broken things
Are horribly weak.
I have to say
I’m often confused,
I look up at you now
And am not always amused.
Words once spoken,
I saw as fact,
Now are seen
For the proof they lacked.
Strong and silent,
Is still strength,
But sometimes I must wonder,
Is it just confusion at length?
I look at you as human,
No longer a man of stone,
I have to let you know,
I’m proud of how you’ve grown.
Though sometimes it seems
I treat you much colder,
I think a lot of it is,
The way I act is older.
It’s not that I
Don’t want to be close,
It’s just what I used to see as cool,
I now see as gross.
When I hear you curse,
Or I hear you yell,
I know you’re just stressed,
But I see you don’t handle it well.
You’re a lot better
Than you used to be,
But I’m still thinking,
You’re supposed to be an example to me.
I’m sure, about Christianity,
You don’t think I’m mature enough to know,
But I’m mature enough to see how much you love God,
And to know you believe He’ll help me grow.
There’s so much more
That I wish to say,
But somewhere I feel
Today’s not the day.
To day is your birthday,
The day you were born,
And I’m sorry that last year
You felt inclined to mourn.
I’m sorry that I
Let you down so many ways,
It just seems as though
I’m pushed beyond my limit some days.
I wish I still could
Watch football on your lap,
To go back in time to when I saw you as perfect,
To close that gap.
I wish I still was you Little Princess,
Wish I could show you proudly frogs I caught,
Wish I was still Daddy’s Little Girl,
And sorry that I’m not.
I didn’t yet get you
Anything from a store,
But Daddy I hope
This is worth even more.
You’re still my hero,
You’ll always be,
I wish lately I’d made that
Easier for you to see.
I hope you haven’t been upset
By some of what you’ve read,
I just can’t go much longer
With silent understandings unsaid.
Age 15
Make us both appear strong.
But I’m sorry to say,
They’ve been kept silent too long.
When I was little
To glance at each other was okay,
But it’s been bottled up too many years,
I’ll let it out today.
I don’t know how you’ll react
To what I have to say,
All that I know is
I do feel this way.
How to start
I do not know
But I hope by the end
My feelings will show.
When I was small
A hero you were to me,
I have to say that in my heart,
That’s what you’ll always be.
But I look up to you
And see how you act.
Why, when I was younger,
Your opinions were fact.
I know times were tough,
For mom and you,
I know they were,
For me and my sis too.
I always knew
Though you weren’t there,
You loved me a lot
And I took strength from that care.
You and I always tried
To stay so strong,
Perhaps that’s why
We don’t always get along.
But when you cried
Right by my side,
My fear and weakness
I could not hide.
Sometimes we’d just see each other
And in the glance we’d steal,
I knew for a moment
We understand how we feel.
I can see where you’re coming from
Even when we don’t agree
And I’m very sure you
Do the same to me.
Maybe that’s how or why
Our silent understanding works,
But somewhere in that
A downfall lurks.
Maybe Dad’s can live
With things unspoken,
Maybe to me,
Those things are broken.
For broken things
Cannot speak,
Broken things
Are horribly weak.
I have to say
I’m often confused,
I look up at you now
And am not always amused.
Words once spoken,
I saw as fact,
Now are seen
For the proof they lacked.
Strong and silent,
Is still strength,
But sometimes I must wonder,
Is it just confusion at length?
I look at you as human,
No longer a man of stone,
I have to let you know,
I’m proud of how you’ve grown.
Though sometimes it seems
I treat you much colder,
I think a lot of it is,
The way I act is older.
It’s not that I
Don’t want to be close,
It’s just what I used to see as cool,
I now see as gross.
When I hear you curse,
Or I hear you yell,
I know you’re just stressed,
But I see you don’t handle it well.
You’re a lot better
Than you used to be,
But I’m still thinking,
You’re supposed to be an example to me.
I’m sure, about Christianity,
You don’t think I’m mature enough to know,
But I’m mature enough to see how much you love God,
And to know you believe He’ll help me grow.
There’s so much more
That I wish to say,
But somewhere I feel
Today’s not the day.
To day is your birthday,
The day you were born,
And I’m sorry that last year
You felt inclined to mourn.
I’m sorry that I
Let you down so many ways,
It just seems as though
I’m pushed beyond my limit some days.
I wish I still could
Watch football on your lap,
To go back in time to when I saw you as perfect,
To close that gap.
I wish I still was you Little Princess,
Wish I could show you proudly frogs I caught,
Wish I was still Daddy’s Little Girl,
And sorry that I’m not.
I didn’t yet get you
Anything from a store,
But Daddy I hope
This is worth even more.
You’re still my hero,
You’ll always be,
I wish lately I’d made that
Easier for you to see.
I hope you haven’t been upset
By some of what you’ve read,
I just can’t go much longer
With silent understandings unsaid.
Age 15