Post by flashguy41 on Jul 28, 2011 14:34:58 GMT -5
Oh, my pretty black-haired girl,
where are you now,
you whom I dreamed
one day would be mine?
Is there a place in God's heaven
where all the not-to-be
sons and daughters frolic in play?
You were my dream child
who would take my hand
and walk with me
in spring gardens
when your mother needed time alone.
All those questions you would ask!
"Papa, name these flowers.
Name this funny tree.
Why did God make so many colors
for the roses?"
I would answer them all for you
because I would be your father
and like my father before me
all the things I would know
I would know for you.
Where in heaven are you,
pretty little darling
of the dark brown eyes?
Where do you sing your nursery
rhymes you would have sung
in your bedroom but only
for your mother and for me?
Today is here without you
somehow time passed
while you waited too long
in the wings
for a destiny
that was never meant to be.
Dark-haired angel,
little Daughter of Never,
you who embodied all my dreams,
tell me in my nighttime sleep once more
how you would call me Papa,
how the stories I would invent
would make you laugh and cry,
how your mother's arms
would make you feel safe and loved.
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