Barbara Stahly

Rookie (Boston Mass)

Dad - Poem by Barbara Stahly

Dear dad, I never got to tell you
what you really meant to me.
I wanted to be your little girl
and sit upon your knee
to hug and kiss you
I never got to do
as you were unemotional
and I was scared of you.
I didn't really know you
although I wanted to
I know you loved me dad
and I loved you.
The day will come when we
will meet again
and I will sit upon your lap
and you will be my friend.

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  • Rookie - 6 Points Chuck Audette (4/13/2009 12:23:00 PM)

    Liked this bittersweet little poem. Narrator voice echoing a little girl longing. -chuck (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011

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