Oh My Pretty One! (For My Dad) Poem by Dónall Dempsey
Oh My Pretty One! (For My Dad)
He remembers her
a little girl
changing her
(she changing him)
her first steps
to him
unsure
but certain
her laughter
(his crying)
tears
(the sheer pleasure of her)
all she had to do
was exist
to be his happiness.
He remembers
her little kiss
the tiny hand upon his face
remembers all
the people
she has ever been
his growing daughter
child to teenager
the young woman
she was becoming
dead
at 18.
Oh this is just too sad...I can't put into words how it makes me feel...knowing how you feel about your Dad and sister. I'll have to stop now...sorry. love Debbie
ohh, nooo, this makes me cry and it starts so innocently and ends so bitterly, inexpected painful end of this beautiful poem
Wow! I don't know what to say - just read Dee's wonderful celebration. Halts me dead.... F
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I would like to translate this poem
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Changing her...changing him...how very perfect a description of fatherhood...we change their bodies...but not nearly as much as they change us...our very lives! ! Donall, dearest, this is one of the best ever. LYN