The cherry wind stroke her face <br />Shuffling her locks aside <br />With a beaming smile she sat awake <br />To watch her daddy come <br /> <br />Her scenic eyes were going scarlet <br />And often she closed them soft <br />But nothing stopped her blue eyes wide <br />To watch her daddy come <br /> <br />She fell tired every minute or two <br />And again she wakes to look <br />With a longing face and crimson eyes <br />To watch her daddy come <br /> <br />Today or tomorrow, he may come she knew <br />With loads of sweets and candy <br />To receive with hugs and sugary kisses <br />She waited for him alone <br /> <br />When time goes by, she will fall asleep <br />And wake up a bright new day <br />She will forget about her daddy to come <br />And will drowse in her games along the bay <br /> <br />When the lights go off and the smile fades off <br />She goes to her ancient window <br />With a longing face and crimson eyes <br />To watch her daddy come <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />February 9,2008<br /><br />sania harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/watching-her-daddy-come/
