Daddy’s Little Girl

When you left you broke my back,

My back which had long stood straight and strong,

then became bent down with fear and a sense of trepidition,

I hadn’t known before that you had offered me alot,

But when I lost that state of feeling safe,

I knew you had been the one who had always looked out for me.

I had been my daddy’s girl through and through.

You always kept an eye trained on me and was always on the look-out.

You made sure I got all I asked for:

the crayons, the story books, the barbies,

you made others jealous of what I had,

but you still taught me to share.

I remember when growing up, and when I once cried,

you sat with hands on my knees,

shedding tears of your own.

It’s as though your heart hurt too.

I didn’t notice all these things until you were gone.

Now, I imagine instances where I’d glimpse you from afar, approaching me,

telling me it had all been a nasty nightmare and that you’re back to taking care of me,

because as old as I may grow to be,

I will always crave being your little girl.

16 thoughts on “Daddy’s Little Girl

  1. syncwithdeep Sep 1, 2018 — 19:07

    Lovely zena

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    1. ❤️❤️❤️ thank you

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  2. ohh.. its awesome Zena!! I miss my dad so much… and this post is so relatable!!

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    1. hopefully one day we’ll meet with them ☺️

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      1. Ya I really hope so!!

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    1. ☺️☺️❤️❤️

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  3. Beautiful piece mate ✔️💯

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      1. Pleasure always 😉 🎀

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  4. Beautiful! And the illustrations are magnificent. ❤️🦋🌀

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    1. Thank you so much. Glad you liked it. 🥰

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  5. Such beautiful words. I am close to my dad now, in my late forties. It was me that made the effort to get close to him and no, he wasn’t really there for me as a kid. But I was determined to build a bridge and it has worked. ❤


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