Canada Day

That day, that day in particular-
spent the day kicking and screaming,
with my best little girl pout.
From the scrapes and bruises,
and no excuses.
The screams, the fights,
the light had just been put out.

To this day, I smile on Canada Day.

That was the day,
I knew I could never forget.
I knew he would come back,
so that day, I decided to prepare, and let myself move on.

Eventually, he did come back.
Only to find that his little girl had grown up,
was no longer stupid.
That was the last day I saw him as my dad-
Maybe he's changed, maybe he has grown up too?
I wouldn't know.

One day, a year or two ago,
it hit me.
Experiences can change and individual, for good or for worse,
but no one should shove their face in it.

I realized that you just need to live and learn.