.: Little One: .
Sitting on the porch steps
Waiting for her daddy to come home
To sweep her off her feet
Tickle her tummy and tweak her nose
Impatiently waiting
She goes and sits on the curb
The street is deserted
Dead with no sound
A sigh escapes her lips
Remembering back to the other night
To when her daddy came home late
Late and very angry
Forced into a dark corner
Shivering and afraid
Of the looming figure
A hand raised over her
She cries out
Daddy! ! ! Please! ! !
She loves him so much
All she has left
A mother long ago gone
Longing and yearning
For somone beautiful
A beautiful Mother
..Made into a fantasy
..Or was that just the image of a mother?
Only one who was drunk and abusive
Her father would send over every so often
Is there wrong in wishing for something so beautiful?
Sighing
Closing her eyes
Swaying with the wind
Feeling the evening's warmth
Only to be jolted awake with a deafening screech..
..Daddy is home.
Standing quietly
She watches Daddy
As he strides over to her
Standing tall over her little frame
She catches a glimse of a smile
Or was it a smile.. A Smirk?
Heart wrenching and slowly sinking
She follows him inside
Into a dark world of fear, sorrow, and longing
The heavy door slams behind her
She falls against it
Heart beating so loudly, wildly
Putting a hand on her chest
A tear slowly slips down her cheek
Leaving a streak of dirt
Only portraying such a life
With no choice
With such broken love and hopes
All shattered because of another..
Another also suffering
Can anyone see her sorrow?
I do.
And.. I love her.
March 2006
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh the sadness..