From what I could get from this poem the author is telling us in a way of memories about the time when he had his father with him, he remembers everything that happened in their house, how his father worked hard, even though his hand were torn from work and no one ever thanked him. At the end of the poem the author then realizes that he couldn't understand how much his father loved and cared him because he was a child and thought his father was too rough on him even though his father loved him and worked his life off for him. Same thing happens a lot in today's world some parents work as mules just to give their children a roof to live under and sometimes kids don't or can't see it and think that their parents are too rough on them because they can't spend the time they want with their children and the time they can have together they use it to teach their kids whats good and whats bad but sometimes kids misunderstand discipline with punishment or with hate. That's is just nature's way, kids are immature and can't see all the sacrifices their parents have to go through just to buy that expensive toy they seemed to have fallen in love with.
Just a thought for the teenagers out there:
Don't take for granted what your parents do for you, we all live in different times and one day you will realize that that time your dad or mom forbid you from going out with that certain friend to that certain place, was for your own good and not because they hated you. Sometimes one realizes that too late and then all you can do is mourn about it.
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