His Youth

Brook Marshall April 15,2014

  Brook Marshall

   April 2014 8th grade English 7th hour

I glare at the sky asking why

He never will be there

Never to live only to die

He will never be here for me again

For he was mine

He is part of me

Part of my existence

Part of who I am today

He won’t be there to take me down the aisle on my wedding day,

Or be there for his blessing when I’m asked for my hand in marriage

He won’t be here for anything

He won’t get to see me graduate

Or even see me in the simplest things

Like breath

I know he sees me

He sees me try to succeed

I will never know him more than the ink on a picture

I know he loved me for I was his only daughter

I love you daddy

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