David Dorby


Learnt To Be A Man The Hard Way


My birth was a mystery
Mum, was the only one there as I came to this world
My family seems to be complete without you
No one ever talked of your existence
The word 'Dad' did not exist in my vocabulary
I saw mum struggled to meet my needs
But, she never failed
Much later in life, as a stranger you were presented to me as my Dad
Was that real or was I dreaming
Where did you come from?
You were there by obligation, I presume
But, I opened my heart to you
I expected you to meet my wants as a child growing up
You turned me down
It did hurt, but I'm glad you did
Your words was my greatest motivation
'Work hard and you will earn whatever you want in life'
As we were building our relationship, time was up for you
I am glad that our path crossed
You came into my life for a purpose
Your mission was accomplished
Thank you Dad for motivating me to be the person I am today
I love you Dad!
May your soul rest in Peace!
I will forever keep you close in my heart

Submitted: Monday, March 04, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 04, 2013

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