Never Too Late

i wish                           
you had taught me 
how to ride a 
bicycle                         
carried me on your 
shoulders         tickled 
me so hard 
i could not breathe  
wished                    
you had watched 
me in the christmas 
play         you had been 
there to read me a 
story                             
and watched me 
sleep in your 
arms                              
how much i wish     but 
no matter what i 
do                    i cant 
have those times 
now           but its never 
too 
late daddy             
to make it up to 
me                                  
because i really 
love you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Agustin Avatar
July 10, 2024 at 10:27 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet 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.
A   Avatar
February 16, 2016 at 3:03 PM
Miranda, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
A  Avatar
December 1, 2015 at 1:49 PM
MIRANDA, Enjoyed reading your poem today. ~SKAT~
Hales Avatar
September 1, 2010 at 5:32 AM
this is good sweetie thank you for my remarks sarah xx
Freeman Avatar
June 24, 2009 at 12:16 PM
Very beautiful sentiment, in your poem girl, thanks for your coment on mine, God bless.
Addo-Yobo Avatar
June 23, 2009 at 3:15 AM
thats a good one and yes,i am in ghana
Fraser Avatar
June 22, 2009 at 11:16 AM
A sweet poem Miranda, very nice indeed>>James
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