Step-Daddy fouled-up <br />Blood-Daddy went missing <br />But Daddy Long-Legs sat waiting <br />just for me to sit beside him. <br />When I arrived he just stared, <br />watched me drown my bitterness <br />in four bowls of lentil soup. <br /> <br />I walked away and he's probably still waiting. <br />I'd always have to seek him out, <br />just like the other Daddies.<br /><br />Nika McGuin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daddy-long-legs-2/
