My daughter was 16 months old when her father
departed,
and her future rewritten without a choice,
My precious little girl,
felt the loss in her world
And missed the laughter in daddy's' voice...
In stores she would stare at kids with their daddy's'
and want to join in,
I cannot express the sorrow I felt,
watching her, my heart would melt,
This was something she hoped for,
But would never win..
Her and I against the world
leaning on one another,
Struggles, hardships and
poverty,
Were our strength actually,
The bond grew strong
between daughter and mother..
The questions about her daddy will always
be asked, the reason for his departure
unknown,
But his love continues on
although he is gone,
His love never left us alone..
Donna 2008
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-02-22 02:31:14
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