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posted 9/30/2010 2:12:14 PM |
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May have been here before but I just got it and it briught a tear. Wanted to share.

Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;

she knew just what to say.

What to tell her classmates

of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees a dad

who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in
back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called

a student from the class.

To introduce their daddy,

as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"

She heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher, who
told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him.

I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,

even though we are apart

I know because he told me,

he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat,

beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere there in the crowd
of dads, her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was a right.

And when she dropped her hand back
down, staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here,

but heaven's just too far.

You see he is an American Soldier
and died just this past year

When a roadside bomb hit his convoy

and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,

and saw him there that day.

And to her mother's amazement,

she witnessed with surprise.

A room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,

who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for
a moment, by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too far.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person,

an hour to appreciate them,

a day to love them,

but an entire life to forget them.

Take the live and love.

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Sep 30 @ 2:35PM  

Sep 30 @ 3:09PM  
This may be a bit off topic, but having served during the Viet Nam era (not in combat) and worked professionally with our veterans for six years until 2007, I feel I have some points to make that are relative to this blog. I saw this news story the other day. All four men were decorated combat veterans. It was sad but shows that there are issues our men and women serving our nation in the middle east are encountering.

I am not meaning this to be a political statement at all, but rather something we need to be aware of concerning our young people who served there in defense of our nation.

There can become a clash of values, culture, and purpose in these wars once our young adults are exposed to the realities of combat in a foreign land. Their lives have often been vastly different in their previous lives and upbringing in far too many aspects to relate to the realities that they will come to face. This is not like fighting WW II where truth, justice, and the American were under siege with clear cut good guy/bad guy lines being drawn under a clear and present danger.

My point is that we should all be accommodating in helping them return to normalcy and be on the look out for the warning signs of our men and women serving, and have served, becoming a danger to themselves and others. This is very real folks.

Sep 30 @ 3:34PM  
Bruce, nicely said I couldn't agree more!!!

Sep 30 @ 4:08PM  
Good one!

Sep 30 @ 4:20PM  

Hog that was very touching. It brought a tear to my eye also. Having served in the Viet Nam era as did Bruce I also felt his comments were quite fitting.

Kudo's to you both.

Sep 30 @ 4:37PM  
Hog, that was beautiful! You get a kudo today but you have to share with Bruce..... To both of you for great stories!

Sep 30 @ 5:18PM  
Hog, that was beautiful! You get a kudo today but you have to share with Bruce..... To both of you for great stories!

That was what I was going to say too.

Sep 30 @ 5:43PM  
My oldest son who has been in the military going on 14 years and has served multiple tours in Iraq made a remark about a week ago that I find sad but true.

Those in the government or in the private sector who are anxious to start wars are rarely the ones who are going to get shot at or blown up by the enemy. And that the public likes to try to forget wars ever happened by forgetting those who put their life on the line fighting them.

My view is that when you fight a war you are sending someone's son or daughter, husband or wife, brother or sister to fight them so you should be careful of how you start wars. While their life may not mean a lot to those who just think about the military as a whole, they mean a lot to those who are a part of their lives.

Sep 30 @ 7:12PM  
That was very beautiful and touching Hog. Thanks so much for sharing.

Sep 30 @ 7:14PM  
I really loved this, Hog.


Sep 30 @ 7:19PM  
Thank you for sharing the poem Hog!


Sep 30 @ 8:30PM  
Thanks all for your comments. I thought you all would like it, even if it did bring a tear!

Oct 3 @ 12:32AM  
Hey yo..... I am a military child of the Viet Nam war, conflict what ever.... A survivor really and it has not been documented much about the rate of suicide and dysfunction of the kids of the soldiers, in my own experiance though... Many of my peers who like me were brats are gone through drug, alcohol and other kinds of self abuse.. Not a pretty picture either.... Smile Just a reminder that this is the real trickle down theory.... I appreciate the military and know I am definatly a product of it, but I would trade some of my experiances for a more normal life....

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