Daddy's Poem

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Daddy's Poem


> >Her hair was up in a pony tail,
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> >her favourite dress tied with a bow.
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> >Today was Daddy's Day at school,
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> >and she couldn't wait to go.
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> >But her mummy tried to tell her,
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> >that she probably should stay home.
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> >Why the kids might not understand,
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> >if she went to school alone.
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> >But she was not afraid;
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> >she knew just what to say.
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> >What to tell her classmates
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> >of why he wasn't there today.
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> >But still her mother worried,
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> >for her to face this day alone.
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> >And that was why once again,
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> >she tried to keep her daughter home.
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> >But the little girl went to school
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> >eager to tell them all.
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> >About a dad she never sees
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> >a dad who never calls.
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> >There
> >were daddies along the back wall,
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> >for everyone to meet.
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> >Children squirming impatiently,
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> >anxious in their seats
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> >One by one the teacher called
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> >a student from the class.
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> >To introduce their daddy,
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> >as seconds slowly passed.
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> >At last the teacher called her name,
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> >every child turned to stare.
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> >Each of them was searching,
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> >a man who wasn't there.
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> >'Where's her daddy at?'
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> >She heard a boy call out.
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> >'She probably doesn't have one,'
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> >another student dared to shout.
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> >And from somewhere near the back,
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> >she heard a daddy say,
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> >'Looks like another deadbeat dad,
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> >too busy to waste his day.'
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> >The words did not offend her,
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> >as she smiled up at her Mum.
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> >And looked back at her teacher,
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> >who told her to go on.
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> >And with hands behind her back,
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> >slowly she began to speak.
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> >And out from the mouth of a child,
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> >came words incredibly unique.
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> >'My Daddy couldn't be here,
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> >because he lives so far away.
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> >But I know he wishes he could be,
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> >since this is such a special day.
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> >And though you cannot meet him,
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> >I wanted you to know.
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> >All about my daddy,
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> >and how much he loves me so.
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> >He loved to tell me stories
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> >he taught me to ride my bike.
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> >He surprised me with pink roses,
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> >and taught me to fly a kite.
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> >We used to share fudge sundaes,
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> >and ice cream in a cone.
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> >And though you cannot see him.
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> >I'm not standing here alone.
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> >'Cause my daddy's always with me,
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> >even though we are apart
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> >I know because he told me,
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> >he'll forever be in my heart'
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> >With that, her little hand reached up,
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> >and lay across her chest.
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> >Feeling her own heartbeat,
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> >beneath her favourite dress.
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> >And from
> >somewhere in the crowd of dads,
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> >her mother stood in tears.
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> >Proudly watching her daughter,
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> >who was wise beyond her years.
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> >For she stood up for the love
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> >of a man not in her life.
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> >Doing what was best for her,
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> >doing what was right.
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> >And when she dropped her hand back down,
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> >staring straight into the crowd.
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> >She finished with a voice so soft,
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> >but its message clear and loud.
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> >'I love my daddy very much,
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> >he's my shining star..
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> >And if he could, he'd be here,
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> >but heaven's just too far.
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> >You see he is a soldier
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> >And died just this past year
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> >When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
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> >and taught brave men to fear.
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> >But sometimes when I close my eyes,
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> >it's like he never went away.'
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> >And then she closed her eyes,
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> >and saw him there that day.
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> >And to her mother's amazement,
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> >she witnessed with surprise.
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> >A room full of daddies and children,
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> >all starting to close their eyes.
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> >Who knows what they saw before them,
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> >who knows what they felt inside.
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> >Perhaps for merely a second,
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> >they saw him at her side.
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> >'I know you're with me Daddy,'
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> >to the silence she called out.
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> >And what happened next made believers,
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> >of those once filled with doubt.
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> >Not one in that room could explain it,
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> >for each of their eyes had been closed.
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> >But there on the desk beside her,
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> >was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
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> >And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
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> >by the love of her shining star.
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> >And given the gift of believing,
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> >that heaven is never too far.