Heaven Is A Different Sign - To My Only Daughter Poem by James McLain

Heaven is a different Sign - To My Only Daughter.
While even children,
to your brother they did ask unto you, as well.

Riding the bus home from school naught is being taught
by their parents, that inside is a mind where it's light
some have made your heavan darker,
to avoid that which was done by they whom all love.

If I am blind that is justice for you, when they only say.
And those Robes are to me so much darker at night.

How come each new day do I think a miracle will happen,
not only for me, but for you and the futures past.

and 'Heaven' is a different 'Sign' - to me,
beings and such are you and my daughter,
when I think like them they do nothing about it.
and My shame for them just continues on to grow
like the robes colored black, ' wrapped all about them.