John Loving Iii Poet Narrative

My Pretty Thing

Morning comes
I'm glad to see
time to wake 
my pretty thing

sleepy eye's
yawning sigh
wash away the
teary eye's

time to dress
look your best
brush your hair 
you make me stare

time to eat
time to pray
thank the Lord 
for food today

then it's time to say
good bye
listen to my baby cry

kiss your head 
and promise to
hurry back real soon

all day long
I think of you
my little girl
how I love you

tinker bells
pony tails
ice cream cones
toy telephones

almost noon
time to call
baby wish you
didn't fall

wait till quarter
after three
then my smilling face
you'll see

hate to say
good bye to you
little girl
I love you too

all these people 
bossing me
can't wait to see
the end of day

then it comes
before I know
the end of day
time to go home

can't wait to see
my pretty thing
can't wait to swing
her on her swing

but first I'll find
her a surprise
I want to see
her smilling eye's

then I see 
the Greatest thing
my baby running
straight to me

then I hand her 
the surprise
a little doll
with big brown eye's

here you are
my pretty thing
a little doll
to love you too

just the thing I
want for you
what you give me
i want for you

then you look into
her eye's 
almost made me 
want to cry

little girl come
and eat
then I'll give you
something sweet

come lets go 
to the park
let's go home
before it's dark

then we'll wash your
toe's and hands
send you off
to sleepy land

just before we'll
kneel and pray
God bless your
little heart today

A story and
a lullabye
kiss your head
and say good night





(6-7-98)

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Jade Exit April 14, 2009 at 11:52 AM adorable,idk you left me kind of speechless

Labella Dreams April 5, 2009 at 11:59 AM Children the greatest blessing a parent ever has. Most parents are too busy working to enjoy the blessing they have day to day. Wonderful to see the joy you both share and memories made. Loved the short verses and simplicity of this...Love Light and Blessings to you... LaBella

Phyllis Babcock February 24, 2009 at 2:50 PM Nothing greater than a parents love for a child. God Bless Phyl

Carolyn Devonshire February 13, 2009 at 7:25 PM John, the relationship between a father and daughter is so strong and you captured it beautifully. You must be a wonderful (if not doting) Dad. In my poem "Too Fast for Me," I lament the passing of my Dad last month. We, too, shared a special bond. Perhaps that is why I cried when I read this. Best - Carolyn

Debbie Guzzi February 2, 2009 at 4:29 PM awwwwwwwww so sweet, just remember every man after you has to measure up to you. Refer to Sheer Joy..my verse to my Dad Thanks for your kind heart. Mom passed 2years ago now. I could only now let the verse go. Light & Love Debbie

Mary Duhart February 2, 2009 at 6:56 AM Great write.. Continue to share. It's great seeing the love of a father interacting with his children.

Barbara Gorelick January 30, 2009 at 7:21 PM Love this tribute to a child..your child. There is nothing on earth as special as the love of a child. Nice . Your note on an earlier post made me laugh. THE TRUTH. BG

Carrie Richards January 30, 2009 at 5:52 PM What a sweet, gentle, softly spoken poem....a love like no other...loving your child so. Excellent! ~ Carrie

Moo Moo S.. January 30, 2009 at 5:05 PM hey mr john thanks for the comment on my poem and just to let you know how I wrote my poem that's the way i like it i knew how i was put it on my page and how i was going to write it and if you don't like it you don't have to read no more of it .but thanks anyways for the comment and your poetry is one of a kind ,sweet and nice good writing ........thanks

Derrick Burton January 30, 2009 at 4:49 PM Thisb is a classic, trust me, to be remembered for a long time. have to put it i my favorite. enjoy your day.

Sharon Winter January 30, 2009 at 3:58 PM Such a loving dad. Too precious. Takes me way, way back. Just beautiful. love, Shar

Robin L. Gass January 30, 2009 at 1:31 PM This is a very sweet and heart warming poem. It reads like a song and the love and devotion for the child is a beautifully weaved into each line. reat write, John! Love, Robin

Amy Swanson January 30, 2009 at 11:40 AM I thought this was so tender, a day in the life of you and your daughter. They grow too quickly don't they... my little girl will soon be 9 and it seems just yesterday I brought her home from the hospital. She has been my sunshine in life, as I see that your daughter has been for you. Beautiful and touchingly written. Blessings... Amy :)

Michael Degenhardt January 30, 2009 at 11:01 AM Aren't kids the best inspiration to get through the day and get home? This is perfect as it gives the details of the day and your feelings. Michael