A Taste Of My Thoughts A Daughter Lost

A Taste Of My Thoughts

A Daughter Lost

By Steve Lake

Copyright 2016

 

 

 

Shakespir Edition 2016

Published by Steve Lake

Copyright 2016 Steve Lake

 

 

 

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A Daughter Lost

Copyright12-26-2016

Steve Lake

 

From the very first time we met

Her little hand grasped my finger

A blank stare of curiosity reflected back at me

It was a new beginning for each of us

 

So helpless on her own

A future of endless possibilities

I see an echo of my image in her eyes

A promise made then to let her be herself

 

My heart filled with joy yet delusional

My future heart break yet not realized

All the good she gave suspended my heart break

Until time catches up

This time could wait

 

Years spent watching her innocence bloom

Slowly maturing into herself

Standing to witness not to interfere

Trying to keep a promise made

 

Days of joy she brought I’ll keep forever

Days of thunder she brought we are alike

Days of being more than I could ever be

She is on her way to be truly herself

 

The days pass into years becoming my memories

Too fast and too little to carry my future journeys

Repeating and reflecting those memories worn

Who would ever think our journey would be so short?

 

Was my promise my own failure?

Was letting her be herself my own demise?

My time is now catching itself

I was hoping time would wait till I die

 

Time waits for no man

My heart breaks now in present time

My heart no longer being delusional

Realization of a daughter lost

 

She has grown truly into herself

A promise I made has been kept

My reward is my punishment

A daughter lost

 

Reborn in our next life a second chance

Once again her little hand to grasp my finger

She will still echo my image with a twinkle in her eye

Again I will make the promise

To let her be herself!

 

 

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