I wrote this poem about my father,who I love. I really wish that he'd understand that it's his obligation to be there for me and that I really do need him, whether he knows it or not. I hope that the reader will be able to fathom the hurt that I feel when I call him and he says that he's coming and he doesn't come for months or when I tell him that I need something, he doesn't show up. I want the reader to feel how I feel when I think about how a father provides and shows affection to a daughter he really loves and how my father never even cares if he see's me(or at least it seems this way). I also want the reader to understand the unconditional love of a compassionate God and how His love can fill any kind of void.