he said. Stop your moaning
men don't cry -
especially over a cat
a flea-bitten pile of fur
with claws. Imagine.
I raised you to be tough
to stand up to any problem.
What do you say boy?
Say something. You're seven
years old now - speak up.
The boy wiped
away tears and answered -
I love you daddy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love you daddy, how sweet!