They will never write that poem. And they will never write those words They will never write about the father who wasn’t there. The father who didn’t care. who didn’t run his fingers through their hair. They will never have to write those words of pain of the father that didn’t show them how to claim their place in this world. NO! Not these girls. They will never write...
It is a beautiful day to say
I miss you and when I see you
well…I’m going to kiss you.
It’s a beautiful day to say I care.
Because with each passing day
I become wiser and find a new gray hair.
And the wiser I become
the more I realize there’s no day like today
and there’s no days to spare.
She said:
Daddy I miss you, and when I see you, I’m gonna kiss you.
He said:
In life there are no such things as real friends.
She said:
I don’t know where I’d be without you. I wouldn’t have known where to begin.
She said:
You always make me smile.