She put her hand on his hands as he laid there on the bed She knew they didn’t have too much time and this is what she said Daddy you were always there for me You raised me to be a good girl as you bounced me on your knee You taught me how to be a lady just as easy as to climb a tree I hope I’ve made you proud of me
Her dad opened his eyes and looked at her teary face As he wiped the water away he said you know I’ve got to leave this place I have a lot of faith in you and I know you will be strong Pretty soon I will be gone but you with have my love to carry on
I remember your first word, first step and bicycle ride I remember when you fell and I held you as you cried We went out for ice cream and your smile brightened my world I want you to keep it in your heart that you’re daddy’s little girl.
He said, I’ve always been proud of you when you’re a lady or tomboy Every little thing you’ve done has brought me so much joy And though I don’t have much longer I want you to know You’re my precious Angel and I love you so
They held on to each other tight as he took his last breath She held on to the memories long after his death Now when she feels discouraged, lost or out of her head She pulls herself together remembering the things her daddy said.
~ANONI~
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Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
Written on Father's Day for a friend and other women who were close to and lost their fathers.
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