Through the eyes of a child!

Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,
her favourite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mummy 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 back wall,
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,
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 Mum.
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,
beneath her favourite dress.


And from somewhere 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 soldier
And died just this past year
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
and taught brave men 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 mother's 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.

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!

Heard this poem before Elle, made me cry then too.

Thanks for sharing babes

Puds xx

This is a poem I composed about three years ago. I never knew my father at all, he only knew I existed for a brief moment when someone told him he had a daughter!!! So I grew up not knowing my real dad, I had a vicious step father for a while.
It was not until later years that if affected me and I felt I had to write about it.



My Invisible Dad?
Were you always there, looking down on me?
Did you ever gather me up, and sit me on your knee?
Did you quietly sneak into my room at night,
And sing to me a lullaby in the bright moonlight?

Was it you who blew rasberries on my toes?
Did you every comfort me, and wipe my little nose?
Did you ever watch over me when I was alone,
Did you ever touch my cheek, or would you, if you had known?

Was it you that helped me to ride my new bike?
Holding trembling arms, so very tight.
Was it you that praised me, when I tried so hard
And then dusted me off and kissed me, each time I cried?

Did you try and help me in my darkest hour?
Walk me down the garden, so I could smell the flowers?
You have no thoughts of me, you just did not know,
That I, your daughter, Maggie, was your little girl.

I can only hope and dream, and wonder if you had,
You would have been to me, my perfect caring dad.



I am sure he would not be on this earth anymore. Have tried to trace him/his family, but to no avail. My mother always told me the truth, and, I coped really well as a child. It has only been the last few years that I feel a loss.

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beautiful poems, Elle and Zara - tears in my cornflakes!

R x

Lovely poems...made me cry

Saffy xxxxxxxx

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Two such beautiful poems.....brought tears to my eyes...

Elle, I think you are a guardian angel
It is rare to find poems that are so touching.

Zara, I have tried to trace my daughters fathers parents. (He was adopted and has no wish to do this himself.) Do not have alot to go on and have not made much effort myself but never give up hope.

In answer to your poem....(this is soooo rubbish will delete it tomorrow!)

If he had truly known you well
He would be proud and boast to tell,
Of school reports and pics so fine.
But that's his loss, life's not so kind.

But you both looked at the moon one night
And wished past wrongs could be put right.