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Daddy, Why Don't You Love Me? 5/5/2014 4:19:32 PM
A poem through the eyes of my daughter I was born with ten fingers and ten toes,
A beautiful smile and your nose.
I grabbed your finger with five of mine,
Daddy, can’t you see how I shine?
I started my new school today,
I met new friends and we all love to play.
The Daddy-Daughter dance is coming up soon,
Daddy, do you want to dance in the light of the moon?
Years later, I walk across the stage,
In my cap and gown, I’m coming of age.
When you don’t come, I start to cry,
Daddy, did you even try?
I look down the aisle and tears roll down my face,
My Uncle enfolds me in his arms in a loving embrace.
I take his arm and grasp my bouquet,
Daddy, why aren’t you here on my wedding day?
When I was younger, I asked about you a lot,
“I guess you were busy” was my constant thought.
I was always there for you to see,
Daddy, why don’t you love me?
