all the things i ve seen couldn t prepare me for what i was about to experience as a little boy growing up in a world made for all the big kids and the big toys sometimes i d sit around and wait play with my toy cars until the wheels would turn no more then i d think to myself is my dad s car coming home or will this be another night my mom my brother and i tucking ourselves in i learned my alphabet to spell dad how quickly dad turned to sad my preschool days and the rest of my life my mother did the best she could my brother stayed strong as he stood a father figure to me my preschool days i remember all the times that mom cried my brother stayed strong by her side and i stand and wonder why there was three when there should be four maybe my dad got lost driving home but then again it wouldn t make sense i feel all alone i learned my alphabet to spell dad how quickly dad turned to sad my preschool days and the rest of my life my mother did the best she could my brother stayed strong as he stood a father figure to me my preschool days  so where has he been he s running out of time i haven t heard from him and i hope he s doing fine money cannot buy years of missing them daddy gave it up the kids forgave him i learned my alphabet to spell dad how quickly dad turned to sad my preschool days and the rest of my life my mother did the best she could my brother stayed strong as he stood a father figure to me my preschool days