(For My Biological Father)

You think you understand me
You think that you can love me
But how is it you can love me
When you don't even know me?

What about the summer days
Chasing butterflies?
Where were you
When I learned to tie my shoes?

What about my first day
Of kindergarten or high school?
How about the first time
I fell and got a bruise?

You never held my hand
Or stayed up while I cried
We never shared a movie
Or walked out in the park

You are not my real dad
Strange as it may sound
My real dad undertands me
My real dad knows who I am

--February 2001--