***Father’s View***

Father tries to create a murder but it back fires…
My daughter’s home late
I hate it
she makes mom worry
and me angry
I can’t hold in the anger

Why did she do it
I yell and scream
as she yells back at me
I’m remembering the knife on the table
if hardly know what I’m saying
as I reach over

I see my son sees me
he whispers to mom
but she wont listen
finally I go in

But my daughter realized her brother too
and knew it was there
mom and son jumped on me
it doesn’t matter
my daughter has the knife I’m done for
goodbye my wife and children
and I’m sorry

By Jennifer Walker
Published: 6/21/2006		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
 
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