Daddy's Poem

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  1. Cherokee

    Cherokee New Member

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    I know this has nothing to with fishing but it a great peom that some wrote and i wanted to share with you all.






    Daddy's Poem

    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,

    for 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 was a policeman

    and died just this past year

    When airplanes hit the towers

    and taught Americans 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 mothers 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,& nbsp;

    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,& nbsp;

    that heaven is never too far.

    They say it takes a minute to find a special person,

    an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them,
    but then an entire life to forget them.
    God bless!


    I read this peom i think about how often times we think about the one's who died in 9/11. That we forget that they was more then a person that they was a dad or mom and only thing there kids have left is the memorys of the thing there mom and dad use to do with them like taking them fishing. If i could say anything to a mom or dad on here you might be here tomorrow and you need to do something with your kids like take them fishing its exciting to see them talk about caught a bluegill for weeks, or play ball with take them to sunday school. Learn them how to fix cookies just spend time watching amovie or reading a story. I know what its like to lose a dad and all i have now is memorys.
    Cherokee
     
  2. dreamer34

    dreamer34 New Member

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    great poem...i'll be the first to admit that i got tears in my eyes reading that one...good job
     

  3. FishMan

    FishMan New Member

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    Sent a shiver up my spine. I have some disabilties and sometimes get down. Things like this make me almost ashamed for how I sometimes feel.

    I get so mad because I can't stand for long and I know it is nothing compared to the guys I see at the VA hospital that have no legs at all but no mater how much I try to remember I catch myself feeling sorry for myself at times then I really get mad at myself.

    No matter how smart we are as adults we seem to forget to keep track of how children cope and then we become amased at a story like this.

    Kids can teach us a lot when we open our eyes.

    Thanks for the post
     
  4. SilverCross

    SilverCross New Member

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    Beautiful poem, makes the eyes water just reading it and I have read it before but the same thing always happens. My plumbing seems to spring a leak. Thanks
     
  5. Cherokee

    Cherokee New Member

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    Also did me to:crying:
     
  6. APD1146

    APD1146 New Member

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    I've seen it before but it is still a good read.
    Myself as others on this posting had this very same job we choosed to do. I was there for a two weeks having been loaned from my department here to help out. I knew people who were lost there as well. I tahank you for reminding myself and others that what we did was not in vain.
    And again thank you for the fine poem. :crying:

    John