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Where Are You Daddy?

Poetry By: raindown
Memoir



This was a long time comming, and it is personal. It felt good to get off my chest though. Questions? Go ahead...I'll try...


Submitted:Jul 12, 2008    Reads: 276    Comments: 28    Likes: 17   


Where are you daddy?

Your big arms that held me so safe

Sitting in your lap

Your stubbly face…

Where did you go daddy?

Far away

To fight wars that weren't yours

Making them ours.

Now mamma sleeps a lot daddy

She doesn't put on her makeup anymore

The house is quiet…

I'm not a little girl anymore daddy

You left her behind a long time ago.

She picked up your gun

Filled in your heavy soldiers boots.

And put on her mamma's makeup,

Where are you daddy?

I met a boy,

I can feel an essence of you in his arms,

But he doesn't respect me like you did.

Still he holds me with his big arms,

And tells me I am beautiful in my mamma's makeup.

You aren't here to fight for me now,

But you taught me how to fight.

Even big girls need a lap to fall into daddy,

He doesn't have whiskers yet like you did…

Maybe he'll grow some someday.

Where are you daddy?

You ran away from this war…

I still hold the post a tough girl,

I don't cry.

Someone has to be daddy,

Mamma isn't strong enough.

He wants me to come away with him daddy,

That means leaving mamma…

She finds a new daddy every other month,

So I think its okay for me to go away…

He's my daddy now,

I love him.

Goodbye daddy…where ever you are.





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