He's Waiting...
He’s waiting for you to play with him
Alone he sits with his dinosaurs and cars
Wishing you were here to play too
He’s waiting for you to call him
Everyday he tells me
I want to talk to my daddy
He’s waiting for you to hold him
When he is hurt or sick he tells me…
I want my daddy…
He’s waiting for you to see him
Everyday he combs his hair and tells me
“I’m going to see my daddy.”
He sees you in his dreams
When he wakes up in the morning he says
I played with daddy while I was asleep.
And everyday that he waits for you…
His heart breaks a little more
Not knowing it’s your own selfishness
That keeps you away from him.
My baby wants a daddy
He needs a daddy
He loves his daddy even though he’s always away.
All I can do is tell him that it isn’t his fault
Because it isn’t his fault that you aren’t here for him
I tell him that you are sick
And he can see you when you are better.
My heart breaks for him.
His tears fall for you,
And you are never here to catch them
He’s waiting to be loved
He’s waiting to be held
He’s waiting for you to reach out to him.
I hope that one day he will know
He needs to know that he is the most precious thing on Earth.
You make him feel less than that
How does it make you feel to know
That you have that much power over his life
And instead of using it to make him a better person
You use it to destroy his feelings.
I hope that you realize what you do
I hope you can’t sleep at night
I hope that he treats you in your old age
The way that you have treated him as a child
A precious soul is being shattered
Because of your selfishness
Someone will take your place
Don’t be surprised when he isn’t waiting for you anymore.
Copyright © Ellie Jamison | Year Posted 2007
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