Saturday, January 21, 2012

father and daughter...

Seen my child on my bed
like the morning superfluously laid...
She the child opened my happiest book
And passed orders to keep me on tenterhooks!
I watched her playing in her instinctive ways...
Prayed to the Lord to keep her there, like a baby always!

But I know she would be a woman someday
And leave her home and me- her dad, so grimly gay!

She would one day  have her family the same

And by then... I would just be another photo-frame!






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