Her Daddy's Eyes

HER DADDYS’ EYES
Her daddy’s eyes were a soft light brown
They danced with the light 
And shone like the moon
She liked to look deep inside them eyes 
B’coz sure enough daddies’ eyes never did lie

The clouds were dark in their house that year
And her heart thundered with fear,
As her family strife tried to tear-
Apart into a thousand pieces.
Her daddy’s eyes were closed in prayer,
And when he opened them…there was no fear,
And when he looked at her: there was warmth,
The tears in her own eyes dried up,
As he looked at her with love,
 And she knew everything would be okay 
B’coz sure enough daddies’ eyes never did lie.

They spoke a language she and he,
Though his tongue was forever sealed,
His eyes spoke volumes to his dear girl
When she achieved and succeeded they sang praise 
When she messed up they grew with anger,
They taught her about life’s issues and
Whenever she was sad they brought her comfort
And she knew to trust him 
B’coz her daddy’s eyes never did lie.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Hunjeri Avatar
August 5, 2015 at 8:52 AM
Wow. every little girl who gets a dad like this, gets a gift of a lifetime. I enjoyed this great pen!
Mwangi Avatar
August 10, 2015 at 5:17 AM
yes Njeri for every little girl the dads a hero even when they are not perfect. To their little girls they are shining knights. bt its true such dads are a gift.
Jones Avatar
July 30, 2015 at 1:42 PM
It can be a very special relationship between father and daughter and when you have it you have your feet in fresh water and your head amongst the stars. I have just such a relationship with my two daughters in England and my step daughter in Zimbabwe, a real life blessing. Kind regards, Ian
Mwangi Avatar
August 5, 2015 at 5:43 AM
ooh and thanks for the visit
Mwangi Avatar
August 5, 2015 at 5:42 AM
yes it is.fathers are teachers, they are security, strength, friends, guides i know mine is all that to me and there is nothing he wouldn't give to see me happy even his pride.have a lot of love and respect for him.
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