The father held his newborn daughter in his arms for the first time.
He wasn't able to tell her of all the things he would shield her from as she grew up.
He just stared down at her as she reached for him.
Tears escaped his eyes and he was amazed at how much he loved this little girl already.
He looked over at his wife and held her hand and smiled.
They finally had a family.
Years went by and the little girl grew up and her daddy watched her from the sidelines.
He worked all night and slept all day and when he could he hugged her every now and again.
Never did the thought occur to him that she wanted to spend time with him.
The man had good intentions but then again who doesn't?
Eventually their family fell apart, he had forgotten the love he felt the day she was born.
The girl learned as time went by that he was far too busy for hugs anymore.
The mother learned that he was too wrapped up in work to realise he had a family at home.
The father never learned what he had lost and by then it was too late for all of them.
Now he has a new family and sends cheques so the two of them can survive without him.
The truth is they had learned to survive without him even while he was still there.
To this day he still wonders why things turned out the way they did, he had such good intentions.
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5 comments:
Good to see you're still writing.
Haha yeah I just can't stop writing, it's one of the things that gets me through the rough times you know?
Yeah, I do know.
Anyways, how are you doing?
I missed having you comment on how my writing techniques were coming along.
I'm not always completely comfortable with commenting on other people's writing. I never actually did well in high school, and never passed tenth grade English. I usually don't even like to read much poetry, and am rarely good at interpreting or capturing mental imagery. Despite that, people have told me I have a good imagination. Go figure. :)
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