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September 23, 2009

FW: 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 mummy 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 back wall,

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 Mum.

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.

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‘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 can not 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 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 soldier

And died just this past year

When a roadside bomb hit his convoy

and taught brave men 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 mother’s 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.

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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.

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