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.