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- Apr 8, 2008 at 1:08 AM
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Daddy's Poem > > > >
Her hair was up in a pony tail,
> >her favorite dress tied with a bow.
> >Today was Daddy's Day at school,
> >and she couldn't wait to go.
> > > >But her mommy tried to tell her,
> >that she probably should stay home.
> >Why the kids might not understand,
> >if she went to school alone.
> > > >But she was not afraid;
> >she knew just what to say.
> >What to tell her classmates
> >of why he wasn't there today.
> > > >But still her mother worried,
> >for her to face this day alone.
> >And that was why once again,
> >she tried to keep her daughter home.
> > > >But the little girl went to school
> >eager to tell them all.
> >About a dad she never sees
> >a dad who never calls.
> > > >There were daddies along the wall in back,
> >for everyone to meet.
> >Children squirming impatiently,
> >anxious in their seats
> > > >One by one the teacher called
> >a student from the class.
> >To introduce their daddy,
> >as seconds slowly passed.
> > > >At last the teacher called her name,
> >every child turned to stare.
> >Each of them was searching,
> >a man who wasn't there.
> > > >'Where's her daddy at?'
> >She heard a boy call out.
> >'She probably doesn't have one,'
> >another student dared to shout.
> > > >And from somewhere near the back,
> >she heard a daddy say,
> >'Looks like another deadbeat dad,
> >too busy to waste his day.'
> > > >The words did not offend her,
> >as she smiled up at her Mom.
> >And looked back at her teacher,
> >who told her to go on.
> > >And with hands behind her back,
> >slowly she began to speak.
> >And out from the mouth of a child,
> >came words incredibly unique.
> > > >'My Daddy couldn't be here,
> >because he lives so far away.
> >But I know he wishes he could be,
> >since this is such a special day.
> > > >And though you cannot meet him,
> >I wanted you to know.
> >All about my daddy,
> >and how much he loves me so.
> > > >He loved to tell me stories
> >he taught me to ride my bike.
> >He surprised me with pink roses,
> >and taught me to fly a kite.
> > > >We used to share fudge sundaes,
> >and ice cream in a cone.
> >And though you cannot see him.
> >I'm not standing here alone.
> > > >'Cause my daddy's always with me,
> >even though we are apart
> >I know because he told me,
> >he'll forever be in my heart '
> > >With that, her little hand reached up,
> >and lay across her chest.
> >Feeling her own heartbeat,
> >beneath her favorite dress.
> > > >And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
> >her mother stood in tears.
> >Proudly watching her daughter,
> >who was wise beyond her years.
> > > >For she stood up for the love
> >of a man not in her life.
> >Doing what was best for her,
> >doing what was right.
> > > >And when she dropped her hand back down,
> >staring straight into the crowd.
> >She finished with a voice so soft,
> > >but its message clear and loud.
> > > >'I love my daddy very much,
> >he's my shining star.
> >And if he could, he'd be here,
> >but heaven's just too far.
> > > >You see he is a Marine
> >and died just this past year
> >When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
> >and taught Americans to fear.
> > >But sometimes when I close my eyes,
> >it's like he never went away.'
> >And then she closed her eyes,
> >and saw him there that day.
> > > >And to her mothers amazement,
> >she witnessed with surprise.
> >A room full of daddies and children,
> >all starting to close their eyes.
> > > >Who knows what they saw before them,
> >who knows what they felt inside.
> > >Perhaps for merely a second,
> >they saw him at her side.
> > > >'I know you're with me Daddy,'
> >to the silence she called out.
> >And what happened next made believers,
> >of those once filled with doubt.
> > > >Not one in that room could explain it,
> >for each of their eyes had been closed.
> >But there on the desk beside her,
> >was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
> > > >And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
> >by the love of her shining star.
> >And given the gift of believing,
> > >that heaven is never too far.
> > >They say it takes a minute to find a special
> >person, an hour to appreciate them,
> >a day to love them, but then an entire
> > >life to forget them. >
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