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Daddy Doesn't Love Me Any More
by D Francis-Grant

Saturday, June 27, 2009
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This is a poem about Lizzie’s feelings after being rejected by her father in a time of distress and need. Thank you for you reviews but please note that I have immersed myself in her character in order to write the book and wrote the poem to get in her frame of mind at the time of which the first chapter draft is on the website. You can find some of Lizzie's own poetry on the website under her own name Lizzie Sobad Thank you D Francis-Grant


Daddy doesn’t love me any more,
Why doesn’t my daddy love me any more, before I was his princes and prize. He gave me everything I wanted but told me to lie, or mummy would get angry, shout and cry. He would show me off as his prize and pearl it would attract the ladies who would begin to purr. That would chatter and twitter but for me it didn’t matter, he was may dad and I was with him he gave me cuddles and kisses and said he loved me and that’s all that mattered.
He was a delivery driver who would go around town, He always had lady friends who he called his customers but mummy mustn’t know because she doesn’t understand. She gets so jealous if I don’t serve men and would accuse him of thing he hadn’t done. He would introduce me as his princess and pride and they would give me cuddles and present time to time. Some were nice and some were horrible, like Miss Day, my teacher and short fat gargoyle.
I’d go with him to meet his lady friends and I was left with an ice-cream sitting by a tree. His van would shake and noises would be made then out he’d come and would announce what a day it had been but don’t tell mummy or she will be naughty with him. So keep it a secret and I’ll buy another Ice cream.
It all came to a horrible end when I gave mummy a letter I found from one of his friends. He left us all without a good bye, for her, the stranger and pushed me aside, he wouldn’t talk to me and it made me cry. He didn’t come back, not for a while, Just to get something he wanted and left us with nothing but a smile.
Later when the pain inside was bad, I went to see him and he was not my dad. Why are you here, your not allowed, go home to your mother before she goes mad. My daddy my daddy, please take me home with you, I’m sad and I miss you and I love you so much. I’m sorry princess but those days have gone and can never be for my new wife inside will disagree.
I cried and cried and he continued his tale, she won’t allow it and you can’t come in, go home go home it’s not going to happen and can never be. I sat down in the street for hour upon hour until my mother arrived upset and fired, they argued terribly and I began to cry once more. My father, my hero, he no longer was, but a selfish coward, a memory to be lost.
He is gone now never to return, he turned away and left me to burn. He is nothing but a lie in a lie the only one that would make me cry.
Lizzie 13 years old





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Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle 6/30/2009
An emotional and heartfelt poem that was well written.I can feel Lizzie pain.take care

Reviewed by Inspire Hope 6/29/2009
D Francis-Grant, that poem is so gut wrenching
and sad. Yet there is hope and healing forgive
and release Daddy, and yes pray for him, and
move on. God will be a Father to you, He was
and still is to me. Thanks for sharing you are not alone.
P.S. love And Prayers Always!!
Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK 6/27/2009
Being One Of Many Of Millions Abused Children,i.e. If For Only Good Memories!



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