|The Baby Girl Lives (standard:poetry, 138 words)|
|Author: Lori||Added: Oct 23 2008||Views/Reads: 1460/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|My biological father was killed by a drunk driver 28 years ago on the 20th. This is a one of two poems I wrote for him. NO pity requested!!!!|
The Baby Girl Lives I was a little girl the last time you saw me. Forever in my memory is the way you looked. You are never far from my thoughts and always in my heart. ~ Sometimes we can't know the people who affect our life the most. We have to take what we do and make the best of it. All the while knowing it doesn't touch the surface of what was real. ~ The fantasies I've had where you are concerned can't take the place of not knowing the person you were. But they've made life livable imaging the love you had for me. ~ Daddies are supposed to die. Daughters are left to mourn. Instead I want to celebrate the life I've made with you in my thoughts. © October 19, 2008 by Lori Tweet
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