daddys 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,

for 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 was a firefighter

and died just this past year

When airplanes hit the towers

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 she 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.

REPOST THIS TO SHOW APPRCIATION for the people you'll never forget . It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them.

If you don't REPOST THIS, it means you're

in a hurry and that you've forgotten your friends.

Take the time...to live and love.

Until eternity

post this in your blog as "Daddy's Poem

child abuse

Child Abuse

Her name was Auroura,
She was only five:
This is what happened
When she was alive.
Her dad was a drunk,
Her mom was an addict.
Her parents kept her
Locked up in an attic.
Her only friend was
A little toy bear.
It was old and worn out,
And had patches of hair.
She always talked to it
When no one was around.
She lays there and hugs it,
Not a peep of sound-
Until her parents unlock the door.
Some more and more pain.
She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg,
A scar on her face.
Why would she be In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly cries;
She loves her parents,
But they want her to die.
She sits in the corner,
Quiet but thinking, God, why?
Why is my life always sinking?
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid.
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did.
Then one night,
Her mom came home high.
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by.
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade.
It was sharp and pointy,
One that she made.
She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest:
"You deserve to die,
You worthless pest!"
The mom walked out,
Leaving the girl slowly dying.
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying.
Police showed up
At the small sad house.
They quickly barged in...
Everything was quiet as a mouse.
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor.
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm.
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms.

A child dies every day from child abuse, and if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Auroura and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this. Help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them. If you don't then you should go to freaking hell; this is horrible, what happened to these innocent children. It doesn't take that long to repost- only about 10 seconds, so please just do it. It's worth it, just to let everyone see this. Some people are so cruel... this is terrible, but it happens so much. We can't ignore it. Do the right thing.

I didn't write this.