My Dad at Christmas is a poem composed by Peter “F”. Please enjoy, sharing the best Christmas present that I ever got. —Sam Butt
December 5, 2006
My Dad at Christmas
The teacher said to write to Santa, but no more than three pages.
The lads got going, making lists that seemed to take ages!!
Daniel wants Lego, and Jack asked for a brand new bike,
Adam wants a Ferrari, – that guy jeez what’s he like!
Deano wants a skateboard; Luke wants games for his PS2.
Sean’s letter is a disaster, – that boy hasn’t got a clue!
Santa will sure be broke with such a list of things to bring,
But he can’t really help me. I want for just one thing.
I love my Mom for she is the best, and I could never have another,
She’s always there no matter what, for me and my brother.
Little Ben and me live with Mom, the judge he made it be.
So, at Christmas time in our house, it’ll be gifts for just us three.
I also love my Dad so much, though he lives with us no more.
Sometimes he shows up at my school or at the pitch, to watch me score.
Other times we go for Big Macs or a film, if it’s not too late,
But its back to Mom by the evening, he drops us at the gate.
Mom and Dad don’t get on, why not, they never say.
They went to court to sorts things out, but things got worse that day.
Dad packed his bags and wept goodbye, it shook me to the core.
“He’s not coming back”, says my Mom, “Not a foot inside that door”.
I miss my Dad. I miss him lots, I think of him alone.
I want to see him Christmas Day, not just on the phone.
On Christmas Day I want to see my Dad, and wish him Christmas cheer.
I want to see Gran and Granddad for the very first time this year.
Dear Santa please help make it better, to you I plead and pray,
Make Mom and Dad stop fighting, for just a single day,
On Christmas Day, I don’t want no toys or anything else to play.
I just want to see my Dad, on a very special day….
….Things are now sorted. It wasn’t Santa that helped me.
I’m going to see my Dad at Christmas, so a special day it’ll be.
The bestest present ever! — is not beneath the tree.
I’ll see my Dad at Christmas, thanks to Sam at Fathers.ie