I lock myself in this bathroom
Crying for you
I want my daddy
Where is he
I hold a picture of him
In my hands
Maybe if I hold it tight enough
He will come through
I cry into the mirror
Maybe he’ll hear
His little girl wanting him near
Daddy I need you
Why haven’t you come
You didn’t come for sometime
And when you opened the door
I wasn’t a little girl anymore
I was a women crying for a man
You took to long daddy
I grew up without you
So don’t get hurt when I say
Excuse me, to a stranger
Please, please, Priscilla, forgive your dad if this' is about him. He is mistaken, goofed off, went astray, lost in the strangling twines of selfishness - i imagine. Please forgive him, and if it's someone else, it's just the same. I'm a dad, a granddad - I have poems on my grandchildren.
That is so sad. Hey I have some poems please come and look at them!
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I would like to translate this poem
A sad write about your Dad.A 10 from me.