Fathers and Daughters
Fathers And Daughters
A Story Poem
By Jude Kyrie
My tiny flat is old and dark.
All I got in the split
looks out of place.
She took most everything.
I do not care she can have it.
The only thing I wanted from her
was her love and my daughter.
She has taken both of these things
to another man’s house now.
She drops my teenage daughter off .
for my weekend.
She looks reluctant,
giving me her disinterested look.
but realizes she will have to stay.
My wife looks well and very beautiful
I close my eyes for a moment.
Remembering her long hair
falling on my bare chest
in our bed as we made love.
She turns and leaves
I notice her shapely legs so sexy.
I want to say Honey please don’t go.
But bite my lip.
My daughter has a new
tattoo on her shoulder.
And wears Goth like makeup.
My God! What’s happening?
I am cringing
at the miserable time ahead.
Teenagers don't care about anything.
I don’t think we have anything
left in common anymore.
She ate nothing at supper
I go to bed early.
She hears me weeping softly
in the dark.
She comes into my room.
Saying nothing.
She cradled my head
to her small breast.
And kissed my forehead gently.
Then softly she whispered
"Its ok dad,
you are going to be just fine
You have me.
and I will always love you"
That was the moment when
my heart stopped breaking.
Copyright © Jude Kyrie | Year Posted 2015
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