Dear DaughterA Poem by M. J. SmithWhen time and duty call us away, the heart longs for home, hearth, and those we love best. Enough saidDear Daughter, Like the wind in the trees, I whisper your name So softly only the trees can hear me. Only the stars can match your beauty without shame. While you chase life’s prizes, I fight across a dark sea. I fight so that you and your friends may sleep in peace. I fight as a soldier second and a father first Because a father’s fierce love will never cease. I fight so that you may dream of the best, not the worst. I fight because you are my world, dear daughter. Dear Daughter, I want to lay this rifle down And rush home to stand at your side. But I am teaching other fathers how to protect their town. And until that work is done I must abide. We must wait a while longer, dear daughter. Until then, I send these words across time and tide. Until then, I watch for your lantern across the restless water. And in the darkness, I dream of you, my beloved daughter. Dear Daughter! Can you know how much I want to hold your hand? The first star hangs in the Middle Eastern sky And my wish is a prayer I make while alone in the sand: That God will give you angel’s wings and teach you how to fly. A father’s dream is to watch his children grow. He hopes his hand will send the falcon into flight. Like a farmer, you are the future seed that I sow And the hope that I nurture day and night. May yours be a better life then mine, dear daughter. Now and always, my love is forever. © 2022 M. J. SmithAuthor's Note
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21 Reviews Added on January 22, 2022 Last Updated on January 22, 2022 Tags: Military service, parenting AuthorM. J. SmithJoplin, MOAboutNot much to tell. Age, 51, married, have teenage daughter, 1 cowardly dog, and 1 spoiled lionhead bunny. I write poetry, have recorded my first cd, and am poet in residence at a pentecostal church. more..Writing
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