For Glory, who is more than I‘ll ever be, yet brings the best out in me….
NO MORE DADDY’S HANDS

Daddy has his demands
Especially at night
And oh the size of his great big hands
Yet Daddy was deemed delight

But it hurts me when the darkness rules
And onto my bed climbs pain and humiliation
It did no good to claim him king of fools
Because he had a need to fuel his fascination

"No daddy" I’d beg with blood in my voice
And a plea that would go unheard
As for a little girl i wasn’t offered a choice
And mommy wouldn’t have believed one solitary word

There were no words to ease my pain
While I imagined visiting foreign lands
I’d close my eyes as part of my soul was slain
“Oh no,” I’d silently plead, “no more daddy’s hands”
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