Where Has My Little Girl Gone

He sits there and cries
Big tears fall from his eyes
“Why, oh why?”
He wrings his hands
and tries to understand
Why I'm curled up in bed
No words come to my head
There is no answer
Just emptiness
He whispers...
“Where has my little girl gone?”

You were the life of the party
Friendly and sweet
Everyone you’d greet
With a smile and hug
Now…..
You’re just curled up in bed
With eyes full of dread
Where….
Oh, where has my little girl gone?"

His princess, his dream
Youngest of his team
Unwilling to face life and live
She’s stuck in her bed
Wants to stay home instead
No answer
To the words hung in the space
Between him and his child
His heart's going wild
"Where has my little girl gone"

"She’s gone, daddy, gone...
Somewhere along
Seeing Mama die
Somewhere along
Wondering why
Somewhere along
Holding broken dreams
Somewhere along
Stifling her screams
Somewhere along
Broken heart night
Somewhere long
Losing the fight
Somewhere along
Nothing more to give 
Somewhere along
No will to live

That’s where, Daddy. That’s where your little girl’s gone"

Eileen Manassian Ghali


I called this a narrative because it actually happened last time dad came to visit me in Lebanon. We had this conversation in my bedroom, and it broke my heart that I've caused him so much pain. When he calls....he's quick to detect what spirits I'm in. He worries about me. I'm his baby....the little one of the family. Mom had me when she was 41....surprise surprise. After two boys, they really wanted a girl....Well, yes....I have changed...Yes...I was the life of the party. That old sparkle comes back now and again....Life can be difficult, and it wears you down if you let it. I adore my dad. His word was gospel when I was growing up. He was larger than life to me. We share a special bond....He is coming for Christmas....I'm so happy.
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Duggan Avatar
December 23, 2013 at 12:40 AM
Oh my goodness Eileen that is beautiful it actually brought tears to my eyes, have a wonderful Christmas with your Dad and always keep in touch as you only have one Dad and parents are always on borrowed time so make the most of him. I wish you both and your family a very merry Christmas and a happy new year. Vera
Manassian Avatar
January 8, 2014 at 3:44 AM
Hi Vera....thanks ever so much for this lovely visit. Yes, I've already lost my MAMA, and I can't even bear the thought of something happening to Dad. He is a precious dear soul. Thanks ever so much for the lovely visit. Will get to you soon!
Jones Avatar
December 22, 2013 at 9:01 PM
That's my beautiful girl....sparkling!!!.so glad dad is coming for tht visit! And guess what...my mom was 40 when she had my youngest brother...and 18 when she had me...poor women..wow..five of us..:-) :-) :-)
Jones Avatar
December 22, 2013 at 9:03 PM
Sparkling for the visit...don't like the no will o live part!
Fraser Avatar
December 22, 2013 at 6:40 AM
The little girl never leaves and never forgets despite what life throws at you. She may hide for awhile but her Daddy knows where to find her.This was just beautiful Eileen. Blessings, Carl
Onclaud Avatar
December 20, 2013 at 3:43 PM
ohhh my, what a sensitive and splendid devotion to your father... blessed to have read this, eileen.. simply adorable!... huggs
Manassian Avatar
December 22, 2013 at 4:20 AM
Thanks, Nette! He is coming today. Can't wait!!! My daughter arrived last night and is already out shopping with my husband. I'm so blessed. Thanks for visiting and reading...........
Seal Avatar
December 20, 2013 at 3:01 PM
The main thing is you're still his little girl and always will be. You'll always have somethig to give Eileen, it's part of who you are. We all struggle at times, then come back better than before. Your not losing the fight, you're fighting the fight of life. Remember the words to the this hymn. Fight the good fight, with all thy might, Christ is thy strength and Christ thy right, Lay hold on life and it shall be, thy joy and crown eternally. Take care, Richard
Manassian Avatar
December 22, 2013 at 4:21 AM
I'm........speechless. This most be your most serious post, Mr Seal. I thank you.....for knowing when I need comfort. My love and appreciation....
Carroll Avatar
December 20, 2013 at 12:57 PM
Hi Eileen, A truly poignant and honest write..well done! Ken
Manassian Avatar
December 22, 2013 at 4:22 AM
Thanks, Ken. This one is a slice of my life cut out of my heart for all to see. I'm glad that you were able to connect with it.
Andresen Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:27 PM
- Enjoyable picture of the father and daughter! - <3 U // Anne-Lise :)
Manassian Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:29 PM
Thanks, my sweet dear Anne Lise. Hugs
J.T. Avatar
December 18, 2013 at 5:56 PM
This is very touching and sweet. Good job ~Soup Mail~
Manassian Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:32 PM
Back at ya, my dear. Thanks ever so much for the visit. Hugs
Ellison Avatar
December 18, 2013 at 4:34 PM
Very very sad and very very happy! Coincidently, I'm the youngest of 10 children... 9 girls, then little old me! My mom was 46... whatta celebration in our small town so they tell me... a celebrity of sorts! LOL Similar stories eh! So happy you'll be seeing him at Christmas! Love and joy... Kenny!!! XOXOXOX
Manassian Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:34 PM
Oh..that explains our connection, my dear. You got away with murder too? ;) Yea, I was spoiled...what could I do? I always had men to look after me and fight my cause....TWO older brothers and Daddy dearest. :) Papa comes to Lebanon on Sunday. I have to share him with my older brother, but I will make sure I get my share of time with him...HUGS
Dietrich Avatar
December 18, 2013 at 4:00 PM
It's great to hear that he is coming to see you. wow, to be a daddy's girl. I would love that!! I really enjoyed seeing this one, sweetie.
Manassian Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:37 PM
Yea, Dad and I have always been close. At one point a friend predicted that I would never get married cause I would want someone like my dad, and that was just impossible to find! ;) Well, I did get married and Dad and Amir get along really well together, so I'm happy about that. Dad has his Ph.D in education and MA Theology. He specializes in family issues and has done TV and radio programs on this topic. He is an amazing man! I adore him. Thanks, my dear, for the lovely visit.
Andresen Avatar
December 18, 2013 at 12:36 PM
- A good and loving bond between father and daughter - enjoyable that he comes to Christmas - my father will celebrate Christmas with me too. - A touching poem Eileen - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
Manassian Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:40 PM
I'm so so glad that you will be able to spend this special occasion with your daddy! Hugs!!! Have a great time!
Mehta Avatar
December 18, 2013 at 9:26 AM
Very touchy write of the apple of dad's eyes, Eileen
Manassian Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:41 PM
Oh Dr Ram. You are so sweet. Yes, he often tells me that I'm his world. My daddy made me feel like I'm a princess. He is the only one with whom I can get away with being spoiled and demanding. :) I adore him. Thanks for the visit and kind words.
Lamoureux Avatar
December 18, 2013 at 9:24 AM
Sad and touching. I'm so glad he will be with you at Christmas. It sounds like you have a special relationship. I missed your visits yesterday.
Manassian Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:43 PM
God willing...Yes! :) :) :) Wishing you all the best as well, my dear.
Lamoureux Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:40 PM
Hugs back. I'm sure you will have a wonderful time Eileen.
Manassian Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 1:29 PM
Two more days!!!!!!!!!! My daughter comes on Saturday night, and PAPA on Sunday morning.......I've JUST gotten the Christmas spirit. I'm in overdrive. My home will be full of love and laughter...I'm SO excited. I'm sorry I haven't been visiting..........As much! Be patient with me. Hugs
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