Sunday, October 22, 2006

Daddy's Girl.


October 22nd October, 2006, Post 48

Hello again ~~ It is now Sunday morning here in Oz, and my cousin has just left. After typing this post last night, I could not get my blogger site to open, to post it. I tried quite a few a few times, but they tell me that my e-mail address does not exist. Anyway I hope it works now. Take care everyone. Enjoy your weekend. Merle.

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Hello my friends, Well the weekend is half over here and it has been a cooler windy day today. Michelle leaves in the morning but may get back for a few more days in a week or so. Here’s hoping, as we have enjoyed each other’s company. We have a lot of family in common, we both love crosswords puzzles and have a lot of the same interests, and we both live alone, so the chance to spend time together has been great for us both. There has been a lot of talking, laughing etc. Thank you all who have wished us well and even said Hi to Michelle. We both have appreciated yor kindness and friendship.

Tonight’s poem is a tear-jerker, but nice. I received via e-mail this evening though I have seen it before. It is called “Daddy”s Girl.” I hope you
enjoy it. Have tissues handy !!

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 here 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 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 a Marine
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 mothers 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 then an entire lifetime to forget them.


Take the time...to live and love!

Until eternity. God bless!

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Whenever your kids are out of control, you can take comfort from this:

After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve (the first children) And the first thing He said was “Don’t.”

“Don’t what?” Adam replied.

“Don’t eat the forbidden fruit,” God said.

“Forbidden fruit? We got forbidden fruit? Hey, Eve – We

got forbidden fruit.” ”Don’t eat the fruit,” said God.

“Why?” “Because I am your Father and I said so,” said God, wondering why he hadn’t stopped after making the elephants.

A few minutes later God saw his kids having an apple break and was angry, “Didn’t I tell you not to eat that fruit?” the First Parent asked. “Uh huh,” replied Adam.

“Then why did you do it?” “I dunno,” Eve answered.

“She started it.” said Adam. “Did not!” “Did too!” “ DID NOT.” Having had it with the two of them, God’s punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own. Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed.

But there is reassurance in this story. If you have persistently and lovingly tried to give them wisdom and they haven’t taken it don’t be too hard on yourself.

If God had trouble handling children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you?”

Bye for now, too sleepy for more tonight. Have a great weekend. Will be back sgain soon with you. Merle.

Post 48 - - - - - - - - October, 21st, 2006.

13 comments:

Bec said...

hello grandma.
glad you and michelle
had lots of fun.
everything is good here,
everyone is well.
cheers Bec

Merle said...

Hi Bec ~~ Lovely to hear from you and I am glad all is well with you
Queenslanders. I am a bit tired as we went out every day and sometimes
twice a day. Michelle left this morning, but I am hoping she might come back for a few days. She can't get into her new house until the 10th Nov, but has a few things to do and other people to stay with. Take care,
Love, Grandma.

Margaret said...

Dear merle, hope you don't miss Michelle too much, she will only be too pleased I am sure to return for second helping fun.
Love Margaret

Connie and Rob said...

Wanted to stop in and say Hello. Hope you are doing well. Yes...you had me tearing up for that little girl. That was beautiful.

Take care,
Connie

Jeanette said...

Dear Merle
A really lovely post Yep I needed the tissues.
Take care get plenty of rest. Jan

Sue said...

Hi Merle,
Sniff sniff!! Sad little verse! Glad you had a good visit with your cousin! Blogger was being more than a beast for me! It ate my post three times!! Grrrr
((hugs))

Puss-in-Boots said...

Hi Merle. I'm glad you had such a lovely time with Michelle and that she is able to return for a few days.

That poem certainly was a tear jerker, but it was lovely.

Take care.

Hugs

Robyn xoxo

rhapsody said...

Hi Merle- glad you enjoyed your weekend:)

Omigosh I needed a tissue for your first post! Love God's story for parents & children too...

Have a great week:)

Joy said...

So glad your visit was wonderful Merle. Thank you for that beautiful poem about Daddy's Girl...I'm teary...so touching. Have a great day sweet friend...

Ky Boo Gal said...

Dear Merle,
I'm glad you had a good visit...we all need to do that every now and again!
Blogger has been very hard to get along with lately, hasn't it??
:-D

Pamela said...

Merle, I truly enjoyed "Daddy's Girl", as I have mentioned my son is a Marine. I have now flooded the place. hehe! The Adam and Eve story was cute too. :)

I gave up on blogger this weekend. :)

The Ramblin Irishman said...

Hi Merle,
I, too, enjoyed the story immensely. I hope you don't mind that I save some of them and use them in talks that I give. I saved the "Daddy's Girl" and sent it to some of my friends and relatives who have loved ones in Iraq. I enjoy your bog so much. I agree that blogger can be very irritating at times and you just have to be patient. *&^%$#@!!! Have a nice day.

audrey` said...

Daddy's Girl is so touching.

(((HUGS)))