A Daughter's sadness

These things that she will miss

First of all her daddy’s kiss

The comfort of his loving arms

The hugs that came each time

They met, talked and reminisced

The chance to walk her down the aisle

These things that sting: after a while

He’ll never see her children’s smiles

He’ll never hear their laughter

Never wipe their tears: but never fear

The stories she will tell of him

The silly things that made her smile

The happy times and all the while

These memories will linger on

As one day she will look into the eyes

Of her newborn son and there will see

The shape of his face: the cleft chin

That wicked little grin so like her dad’s

Little things in mannerisms and things

That will call her bluff: make her cry

And all the while she will smile to think

Of those days when she was young

When she slid down his face as he sat

The way she curled up beside him in his chair

The way he used to twirl his hair

Yes there will be times when sadness comes

But also days of happiness too later on

And daddy will be there in photographs

These will never fade away: no they won’t

For those genes will carry on and on

Those little things will still be done

To honour his name till kingdom come!