Daddy, I thought you didn't love me so I ran away
Ran into the arms of my soldier, denying the tears we both cried when
the taxi came, you couldn't say goodbye or look at me
Yet your heart begged me to stay
I was just nineteen, scared, dumb, and way too naive
I had no idea this life would keep me from you seven long years
How I missed your voice, your laugh, denying that I was homesick
refusing to grieve
It was just five months after you sent for me and my daughter and shortly
after Christmas when you called to say "I love you"
I had waited all my life to hear those three words
You knew you were dying, how I wanted to be there, wanted to hold your
hand, tell you it was alright
Just the same way you used to do
Daddy, I miss you still
I hope you have forgiven me, I am still your baby girl, your memory visits me
often
As I hope it always will
A contest entry
- The Prodigal Daughter by Rogue-Poet.
900 points, ended November 21, 2008, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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That is a beautiful poem. Good luck in the contest
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This is beautiful
The way you portrayed the girls' feelings toward her homesickness really tugged at me. You never truly realize what you miss until you no longer have it again!
Great job
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