Tears stream down <br />In an eternal river <br />My nose sniffles <br />My backbones gone a-quiver <br />I have so many emotions <br />Diluted until now <br />And Ive tried many a potion <br />But yet my heart still aches <br />These are the words of a daughter scorned and pained <br />She can only wonder now <br />Why you left her in the rain <br />Her world all grey, <br />you couldve remained <br />She doesnt know, whether she feels frustrated or sad <br />Joyous, or excited <br />That she does have a dad <br />Well maybe just a bit delighted <br />Now shes fully astounded <br />That her daddy might her come again <br />All her nights spent alone <br />Longing for a father <br />Were filled with writing poems <br />Of a never closing void within her <br />She wrote stories, and essays on him <br />School work and such <br />But writing only caused more hurt <br />Late nights, and vivid mornings <br />The thought of dreams reoccuring <br />She sat up wondering <br />When he was coming home <br />The children all laughed because <br />She told them she had no father <br />She was all but complete <br />But now she has something to think of before she goes to sleep <br />The idea, that its more than just a mother <br />The poor ole girl, <br />Now has a father <br />: '( <br />But as she thinks of the questions asked about him <br />And how she anticipated meeting him so <br />She dare not get high hopes again <br />Maybe the way to have him, is by keeping her sanity...and letting him go..... <br /> <br /> <br />OH, I DONT KNOW<br /><br />Chanja Cassini de Thury<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dad-73/
