Saturday, November 17, 2007

♥Daddy's Poem♥






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,
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,

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.

Send this to the people you'll never forget and
remember to send it also to the person that sent
it to you. It's a short message to let them know
that you'll never forget them.

If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're
in a hurry and that you've forgotten your
friends.
Take the time..to live and love.
Until eternity. God bless!

7 comments:

Jani€™ said...

The Dance

This dance,I so yearn with thee
This dance for a life time,so gracefully
As you flow in my arms,upon air it seems

This gentle flow,as thine eyes
So beautifully,glows
A dance of two,as our love grows

Tis,but this dance
I so yearn,with thee
This chance to hold you,so gently

With my special love
My lovely angel,you trually be
A dance,not for a night,for an eternity

Jani€™ said...

May the peace of God and the freshness of the Holy Spirit rest in your thoughts, rule in your dreams tonight and conquer all your fears. May God manifest himself today in ways that you have never experienced. May your joys be fulfilled, your dreams be closer and your prayers be answered. I pray that faith enters a new height for you, I pray that your territory is enlarged and I pray that you step into your destiny within the ministry. I pray for peace, health, happiness and true and undying love for God.

Jani€™ said...

HOW DO YOU LIVE YOUR DASH?

I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on his tombstone
from beginning ... to the end.

He noted that first came his date of birth
and spoke the following date with tears.
But he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
that he spent alive on earth...
and now only those who loved him
know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own:
The cars...the house...the cash.
What matters is how we lived and loved
and how we spent our dash.

So think about this...
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
that can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real.
And always try to understnad
the way other people feel

And be less quick to anger
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile...
Remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.

So when your eulogy's being read
with your life's actions to rehash...
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?

Jani€™ said...

Night Music


Cricket's sing just out of sight
beneath the blue white of
moonlight
which fills the eye
and seems so bright,
sweet music of the night.

Stillness swallows my repent
beneath this universal tent,
How could it not be heaven sent,
this peaceful relaxed feeling.

Songs control the late night hours,
slay you with musical powers,
calm you like a meteor shower,
you can't look away.

A sudden spectacle in sight,
shooting bright light in the night,
fading till it's out of sight,
sweet music of the night.

Jani€™ said...

What a crime
to get so old
locked up
in the freezing
cold

told when to piss
n what to do
dreaming of
things to miss

tell death to give
us a kiss
I dont wanna die
losing my dignity
like this

I hope
I am as furious as
I am now
when I'm near
to taking the last bow
when you start
treating me like
shit

I wont forget
to make you regret
trying to fob me off
with bingo
that will be enough.

It will be your
number
that comes up.

Jani€™ said...

She sit there waiting for someone little
does she know there is someone a touch
nearer waiting for her. A beauty catching
male eyes without knowing that they are drinking
in the sight of her with thoughts which could
make Cupid blush.

Playful in mind one thinks as per chance
eyes see her in jest with a companion. But oh
the beauty flows through mirrored eyes entwined
in a Playful nature. Natures ways in a special one
one bows to shear perfection as she sits there waiting.

Jani€™ said...

I wish you knew how much I miss you. The softness of your smile. The look in
your eyes, where diamonds sparkled. I miss the comfort within your voice
which draws me into your embrace. To share a wonderful kiss, which leads to
another and another. I miss watching you walk away, to another room, admiring
your shape. I miss massaging your feet, brushing your hair, and the way you
sigh when I release your sigh.

I miss that comical laughter that has always taken away my frown when things
have gone wrong. I miss the times we cuddle every chance we can, listening to
romantic love songs as I kiss your neck and tease your ear. I miss your touch
darling; I miss it every day, in every way. I miss our walks and talks, and
making love in magical ways. I miss standing in the shadows of each
accomplishment you achieve, my eyes smiling back at you!

I miss cooking for you, I miss helping you bathe, and how I miss drying every
part of you. In truth I miss everything about you, even though I have never
held you in my arms once. You are the one I have yet to meet, the one I dare
say hi too, the love I find waiting for me in my dreams. How we will meet,
and cling to each other thru all of life's trials and times of celebration, I
do not know.

But I miss the night when it grows late, and I hear you call and beckon me to
lay in your arms, chest to breast, listening to our hearts beating as one. For
now we share a different path, you are up ahead of me, walking on a path I have
not yet found. I wonder what you would do if on that unexpected day, you looked
into these blue eyes, saw a smile that whispered, you are a beautiful woman. I
wonder if you would pass me by, or if I would find the courage to say hi?

Life owes you and me nothing. We share only one common thing: We share a short
life on this earth, each lonely, yet each alone. What does the future hold for
us? Dare I dream of "US"...or do I accept this life as one? When I fall asleep
tonight, perhaps we'll talk about the "what if's, the possibilities, that the
qualities you seek, are found in me, and I in you?

Perhaps you will share my days at my side, instead of only in my dreams? Until
that moment we know the answers, I will miss everything about you!