A/N: Yet another true poem about my friend's father and how he was never there as she was growing up. Please read and review, thanks.

~You Were Never There~


You were never there
To watch me as I grew,
And because you were never here,
I never really knew you.

You were never there,
When I learned to ride a bike,
And you never knew
Exactly what I liked.

You were never there
To comfort me,
When I came home
From being teased.

You were never there
To see my achievements
And you would never know
Exactly what they meant.

You were never there,
When I lost my first tooth
Or when I set up
My first lemonade booth.

You were never there,
When I skinned my knee,
Or scratched my arm,
Or fell from a tree.

You were never there
When my date
Ditched me at the dance
In grade eight.

You were never there
And you never will be
Because you're never here
To be with me.



© December 4, 2002