A Daughter's Love-To Her Late Father! ! ! - Poem by The Enchantress
A daughter who wanders alone in the dark
Tears rolling down her cheeks as remembrance to love
The love to her father who left before his last will
And the daughter wandering in the dark questioning to her heart
Where may be her late father be.
In the school, she prefers a corner for a place
So she does not be questioned for her beloved dad
When someone does, she says, ” My dad is up there, shopping for dolls
He will come back when I finally say......” But the daughter does not know
That god sent her a mother who is much more than just mom.
And thus, she heads for the garden, to choose flowers to offer
“Oh father I’ll never shed my tears again…for I know you are my mom
And thank god for what he has given to this child of yours…I know you are there”
So, the daughter now strolls in light and chooses flowers with pleasure.
She loves her mother more than you can say
For she knows she’s got two person inside
What she calls a mother is now a father to her
Cause she believes, in her mother her father resides.
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