by Tonya Harper
Saturday, February 28, 2004
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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A poem I wrote after talking to a friend of mine one day about how life was growing up for her.
I still can't believe
that you, my own father
could ever do such a thing to me.
I have heard of it so many times before
but I never dreamed
that it would happen to me.
We lived in a fairy tale world.
Such a happy family, until that day
when you took my innocence away.
I'm your daughter.
How could you have been so cruel?
I swore to myself that I'd never tell.
"What do you mean?
How could I do what to you?
I'm your father,
I'd never hurt you.
I love you, don't you know it's true ?
The things I do to you
I do out of love.
You are daddy's little girl
as long as you never tell.
no one would ever believe you."
You are the one
who is lucky that I love you.
Yes, you are my father,
but the lady at school
told mom what you did.
They believed me,
but mom let me choose to let you be.
So now you are states away.
It seems that you and your family
think it is normal
or that I made it all up.
One day God will get you.
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|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|This write touched me deeply. A friend of mine has had this experience, expect in her case no one believed her but her friends.|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|in this poem, you have explored a horrible experience that happens much too much ... and the child is a victim again when nothing is done about it ... well done!|
|Reviewed by Jeff Mason
|This needs to be said. It happens more often than we know. -- Jeff|