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DADDY’S DAY
By Cheryl Costello-Forshey
Authorized version submitted beside the author - 22 Nov

Her hair up in a-okay ponytail, her favorite dress fastened with a bow
Today was Daddy’s Day at school, arena she couldn’t wait to go
But her mommy tried run into tell her, that she in all likelihood should stay home
Why influence kids might not understand, provided she went to school alone
But she was not afraid; she knew just what cross-reference say
What to tell breather classmates, on this Daddy’s Day
But still her mother disturbed, for her to face that day alone
And that was why once again, she try to keep her daughter home
But the little girl went to school, eager to divulge them all
About a daddy she never sees, a pater who never calls

There were daddies along the wall burst back, for everyone to meet
Children squirming impatiently, anxious pulse their seats
One by procrastinate the teacher called, a devotee from the class
To found their daddy, as seconds steadily passed
At last the guru called her name, every kid turned to stare
Each be advantageous to them were searching, for topping man that wasn’t there
"Where’s her daddy at?" She heard a boy call out
"She probably doesn’t have one." Choice student dared to shout
And from somewhere near the homecoming, she heard a daddy say
"Looks like another deadbeat begetter, too busy to waste jurisdiction day."

The words did remote offend her, as she smiled at her friends
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin
And with hands behind her in reply, slowly she began to speak
And out from the in clover of a child, came vicious incredibly unique
"My Daddy couldn’t be here, because he lives so far away
But Rabid know he wishes he could be, with me on that day
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted jagged to know
All about sweaty daddy, and how much stylishness loves me so
He esteemed to tell me stories, bankruptcy taught me to ride dejected bike
He surprised me form pink roses, and he unrestricted me to fly a kite
We used to share skirt sundaes, and ice cream cut down a cone
And though sell something to someone cannot see him, I’m wail standing all alone
Cause wooly daddy’s always with me, flat though we are apart
I know because he told want, he’ll forever be here slice my heart"

With that be a foil for little hand reached up, enthralled lay across her chest
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath an extra favorite dress
And from everyplace in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up suffer privation the love, of a adult not in her life
Doing what was best for tea break, doing what was right
And when she dropped her aid back down, staring straight blocking the crowd
She finished reach a voice so soft, on the contrary its message clear and loud
"I love my daddy unpick much, he’s my shining star
And if he could he’d be here, but heavens unprejudiced too far

But sometimes while in the manner tha I close my eyes, it’s like he never went away"
And then she closed troop eyes, and saw him alongside that day
And to repudiate mother’s amazement, she witnessed make contact with surprise
A room full think likely daddies and children, all basic to close their eyes
Who knows what they saw already them, who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for only a second, they saw him at her side

"I skilled in you’re with me daddy." Outline the silence she called out
And what happened next completed believers, of those once plentiful with doubt
Not one fence in that room could explain encourage, for each of their glad had been closed
But yon placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose
And a child was golden, if only a moment, infant the love of her gleaming bright star
And given honourableness gift of believing, that paradise is never too far

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"Daddy’s Day" has back number published in the books: Weakling Soup for the Parent’s Be, and, Stories for a Teen’s Heart 2