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Offline Cromm

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Daddy
« on: December 01, 2010, 06:31:19 pm »
Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy 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 wall in back,
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 Mom.
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 favorite dress.
And from somewhere here 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 soldiers 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 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.

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Offline mullet

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #1 on: December 01, 2010, 06:39:44 pm »
 That is very nice, Steve. Kinda gets the eyes watering up.
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Offline Pat B

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #2 on: December 01, 2010, 06:43:40 pm »
You sure know how to make a grown man cry!   ::)  8)
Make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes!    Pat Brennan  Brevard, NC

Offline sailordad

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #3 on: December 01, 2010, 06:53:36 pm »
You sure know how to make a grown man cry!   ::)  8)

i agree with Pat and Eddie  :'(
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Offline NTD

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #4 on: December 01, 2010, 07:55:59 pm »
Yes what they said, Thanks for sharing Cromm.
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Offline hedgeapple

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #5 on: December 02, 2010, 01:40:24 am »
Very nice poem, Cromm.  Now, excuse me while I go get a tissue.  These alergies are acting up again.
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Offline Thwackaddict

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #6 on: December 02, 2010, 02:17:49 am »
Excellent!! I have to go get the sausage seasoning out of my nose its makin my eyes water! ;)
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Re: Daddy
« Reply #7 on: December 02, 2010, 01:16:08 pm »
Dude...  I'm in work!!

Could feel the tears coming but no way could I stop reading.
I'm typing this from a cubicle in the toilets - had to sneak in here before anyone saw me.

Beautiful sentiment.

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #8 on: December 02, 2010, 03:49:35 pm »
I'm with HatchA! You need to put a warning next to the subject "Read only if you are in a position to openly weep".

Thanks for sharing Cromm ;)   

Reminds me of a quote from the movie "Big Lebowski"--

"Are you suprised by my tears, sir? Stronger men have also cried."

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Offline bryan irwin

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #9 on: December 03, 2010, 01:07:07 am »
beautiful got to go now.
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Offline El Destructo

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #10 on: December 03, 2010, 02:17:30 am »
Yes...I remember the first time I read this...I think I was cutting Onions for Salsa or something...because I could not get my eyes to stop watering............ ;)
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Offline maddog314

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Re: Daddy
« Reply #11 on: December 06, 2010, 04:15:37 pm »
Awsome