Fathers Day

You know it, I'm a poet

By Susannah Peareth-KinstonPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Thy father who art in heaven

The last I saw you I was a year before eleven

I like to think that you'd be proud of me I'm taking steps to better myself you see

I think you and I were very similar

Based on the pieces I've heard from la famiglia

I remember you teaching me to swim at the lake it was super fun

But you passed when I was super young

In many ways I live my life for you

Hopefully you know that I do

I think you understand if you know what I mean

But cmon now, enough divine intervention l've seen

I am a mother of two boys, a librarian and a poet.

I hope to make some poetry connections here and maybe even have it as a side hustle. I do it for the cathartic release I get from writing it.

I write about love, friendship and ADHD.

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