I was never much for holidays
Until another Father’s Day did pass by
My children failed to call
And I pondered the reason why
Was it because I’m not that near
And live so far away
I tried to be the best I could
Given all the things I do or say
The memories burn inside like acid
The choices we make are always hard
When they involve the lives of children
Especially when the birthday loses to the business card
I still cringe at all the special days I missed
So on this day I take a vow
To forgo all those things I strive for
I pray they’ll have the time for me now
