Weeping Moon
As I look up at the starless sky
I see the weeping moon shine bright
Secretly wishing I could fly
Across the skies to were my heart truly lies
I miss my father, who’s far away leading another life with
Another wife
They have daughter beautiful as can be
I secretly wish that she was me
I never knew my father until I was grown
Now we are the best of friends
But my heart still longs for forgotten memories
That were never shared between
A father and his oldest daughter
Copyright © Sarah Frieman | Year Posted 2008
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