"Plead of a daughter"A Poem by Day Dreamer9th September... This is dedicated to my dad, on "11th anniversary of his death"... I miss you.
"Those eyes, which wept for eleven years to behold thee.
Those little fingers, which craved to hold thy forefinger, During the hour of rugged path. Those feeble arms which had urged to embrace thee. When victory showered from the high mountains. Those ears which had the dearth to hearken to thy voice, Consoling, When the dark was eerie. The sense which longed for the smell of thy fatherly warmth. When the cruel sinful earth hunted". I am yet the same little damsel of thine Shall not forget the wonderful thirteenth years spent under thy shade. Thou, the most beautiful flower in the garden of God. Thou, the brightest star in the heaven. Oh, how i desire to be under thy shade again. Yea though, the hope to meet thee in the mid air shall not quench I love thee my Father, now and forever. © 2013 Day DreamerAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on September 9, 2013 Last Updated on September 12, 2013 AuthorDay DreamerAboutI am an open book - you can read me.. I am the the secrets of the ocean - you'll never understand me.. I am the mixture of simplicity and complication.... more..Writing
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