Dagger

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She's growing up angry
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The dagger driven deep inside:
Surprise upon my face.
Intent be hers, not be denied...
Of love, there was no trace.


We have no real relationship,
I thought we always did.
I held my tongue from joke or quip,
My feelings now are hid


The silence stretched out for miles and miles,
No words would pass 'tween us.
Could kowtow, but that's not my style !
I felt like dust to dust.


I guess she is almost all grown up,
With words she can assault.
My life's a jagged interrupt,
She says it's all my fault.


I'd hope she was my kid once more,
At least this be the last...
I see that I've been shown the door-
That child lives in my past.


Of course I love her anyway;
Dad's love is hard to kill.
Though in her life, I've naught to say,
My heart a hole to fill.


So there she stands so smart and tall !
A beauty in my eye.
Guess this day we can't forestall...
The day she says bye bye.

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PiscatorPiscatoralmost 4 years ago

Nice - Father's Day reminiscence? One suggestion change "That child lives in my past." to something like "But now that child is past"

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 4 years ago
:( such sadness.

Oh Dave. It is beautifully tragic and so very sad.