Daddys Little Secret
I see her in secrecy
She will never know.
Her hair so dark and eyes so blue,
Her face a mirror of mine...
Her "father" lives comfortably
Buys her food
Shelters her head
My Love does not provide these things
The lie is now to real to challenge.
To her, I am just a familiar face,
One of Mommy's many friends.
To keep you safe and healthy
I concede to living a lie.
Thanking God to Share a few minutes
when we rendezvous,
on odd days, and unfamiliar places....
Copyright © Anthony Guccia | Year Posted 2016
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