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My Best Friend Doesn’t Speak to Me

My Best Friend Doesn’t Speak to Me



My best friend is Ivy, my amazing child.
No matter how far down I fall,
she always lifts me with her smile.

Ivy can’t walk, she can’t talk—
it’s been hard right from the start.
Yet still she walks all over me
and never fails to melt my heart.

Men dream of walking their little girl
down the long wedding aisle.
I’ll never have that moment;
life is such a heavy trial.

I kiss her, catch her gaze, and whisper,
“Daddy loves you.”
When I look into her eyes,
I know she loves me too.

She speaks to me in ways
no one else can understand—
the love of my life,
my confidant, my best friend.

I would give anything to hear
three simple words fall from her lips.
But I accept this path with grace;
this is the hand I’ve been dealt,
and I choose to cherish every bit of it.

My best friend doesn’t speak to me,
yet deep inside I know it’s true:
if only she could, she’d say,
“Daddy, I love you.”

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Rachel Treacher April 9, 2026 at 1:45 PM I found this poem very moving. Thank you for reminding us that connection is shown and felt and shaped in many forms.

Beata Agustin January 31, 2026 at 4:51 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.