by Diane Blue
Hey daddy, I'm right here -
Can't you see me?
Hey daddy, I'm talking to you -
Can't you hear me?
Hey daddy, I need a hug -
Can't you touch me?
Let's play catch daddy.
Teach me to fish.
Help me build a birdhouse.
Listen to my wish.
Daddy, daddy, where are you?
I can see you standing there -
What's the matter daddy?
Don't you even care?
I need you daddy -
Don't you love me?
Never mind daddy.
I Have this Garden of Poems
at first and then carried away with my greenthumb i planted everything trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos and vines and hanging plants almost everything and so the blooming flowers died and the grasses diminishing like some hair of this baldness but nothing is lost in this garden of poems the birds came and built their nests some are still coming every morning and then the chirping begins |
Where Are You Daddy?
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