A Daughter's Cry For Affirmation Poem by Peter Hall

The grieving tear on the wincing cheek
Says much more than she can speak
Of grieving thoughts she tries to hide
That squeezes out of red stained eyes.

Craving her father's affirmation
That never came brings much frustration 
She yearns to be her Daddy's girl
But it feels like pigs who watch thrown pearls.

Though time has bought her twilight years
To this place of heightened fears
That she will never hear the sound
At affirmations holy ground.


She watches his coffin go into the dirt
Those tears now flow down to her shirt
Some things are not won by having a lover...
A daughter's affirmation given by her father.



Luke 3: 22 'and the Holy Spirit in a form like that of a dove descended upon Him, and a voice came out of heaven, 'As for you, you are my Son, the beloved one, in whom I take pleasure'.'